Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Six A classical piece echoed from my purse. I pulled out my phone and checked the screen. Gage. I pressed ignore and put the phone away. Walking down the pier, sandals slapping against the wood, I inhaled the fresh air, tasting salt on my tongue. It smelled like summer and ice cream and SPF 30. I leaned against the rail and looked out over the ocean glimmering under the sun like diamonds. Eric was free. I could hardly believe it. Eric and Lacey’s marriage had seemed like a certainty. It was hard to imagine Lacey falling for Sam Benwick. He was quiet and sad, a deep thinker. Lacey was the exact opposite—bubbly, outgoing, carefree. How did it happen? Maybe Sam had been a constant with her at the hospital. Maybe he’d been the one to keep her company, other than her parents
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