Chapter Three

Sam

 

My phone buzzed that evening.

Hoping it was Kate, I lit up the screen and saw Sonya was texting me.

Big fight with Kate. Left to let her cool off. Came home after dark and she’s not here. With you?

No, I typed. Haven’t seen her since lunch. What happened?

Shit. Thanks.

No bubbles followed.

Sonya?

No reply.

Now I was worried. Those two were close like sisters.

What could they possibly have fought about to make her look for Kate with me?

When I asked Sonya to give me last night alone with Kate, she told me to go slow. To woo and charm Kate past her fears.

Telling her I loved her today wasn’t to plan, but nothing went how I thought with Kate, so why start now? Surprisingly, I didn’t mind the unpredictability.

Except the frustration of one step forward, two steps back.

I tried calling Kate. It rang until it asked me to leave a voice mail.

I hung up and texted instead: What are you doing tonight?

Though odds were good if she was ignoring Sonya, she’d ignore me, too.