Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Four On my way to my next orchestra performance, my phone rang from somewhere in my bag. I reached over to the passenger seat and dug inside, cursing that I’d brought my huge Chloe bag instead of one of my smaller purses. By the time I found it, I’d missed the call. It was Aunt Rose. I hesitated, but finally decided I’d better call her back. “Sorry,” I said when she picked up. “I’m driving and I couldn’t get to my phone in time.” She spoke right over me. “Ava, I have wonderful news.” “Oh?” “I heard a rumor—” Since when was a rumor wonderful news? “Your boyfriend, Gage, was spotted having lunch with Jenny Fleishman!” She waited for me to react. “Who?” “Jenny Fleishman. The wedding planner.” Something stuttered, but it wasn’t my car. “Um…what?” My brain couldn’t fit
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