Cure for the Common Breakup Read Online Free PDF Page B

kinds of internal injuries! This will not stand. I am going to hunt him down—”
    â€œNo one’s hunting anyone down. Like I said, it’s fine.” Summer willed herself to believe this. “I refuse to be the woman some guy settled for.”
    Emily sprang to her feet. “He can’t—”
    â€œHe can, he did, and you know what?” Summer waited until Emily stopped fuming. “I had it coming.”
    Emily’s eyebrows shot up. “What does that mean?”
    â€œYou know exactly what it means.” Summer stared out the window. “He didn’t love me enough because I made myself impossible to love. Next topic?”
    Emily sat back down. “Have you considered talking to a counselor?”
    â€œI don’t need a counselor! What I need is a bottle of vodka and a full night’s sleep without someone barging in to check my vitals every twenty minutes.” Summer pulled the IV needle out of her arm, gasping at the pain. “And then I need to hole up somewhere quiet. Somewhere I don’t have to worry about seeing Aaron’s face all over the television.”
    Emily gave up her role as the designated voice of reason. “You’re right—we need to break you out of here and go find some vodka.”
    â€œThis is what I’m saying.”
    â€œBut then I want you to come back to Vancouver with me.”
    Summer shook her head. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about me. Go back to bossing the rest of the world around. I’ll be fine.”
    Emily was already dialing her cell phone. “I’m booking you a room at the hotel where the crew is staying.”
    Summer confiscated the phone and turned it off. “That’s sweet of you, but really, I just want to be by myself for a while.”
    Emily’s look of concern deepened. “For how long?”
    â€œI don’t know.”
Until every single molecule of my being isn’t in pain.
    â€œDon’t let him do this, Summer.” Emily’s brown eyes flashed. “Don’t let him make you doubt yourself.”
    â€œPlease. No man can make me do anything.” Summer flopped back against the pillows. “I’m just tired. I’m
exhausted
. I need to pick a time zone and stick with it for a while.”
    â€œWhere will you go? Home?”
    â€œHome” was a tiny apartment shared with two other flight attendants, and nothing had ever sounded less appealing. “I can go wherever I want. I have like a million frequent-flier miles at my disposal.” Even as she said the words, she knew she wouldn’t be flying anywhere. Not while her burns and bruises still ached. Not while the mental image of the airport made her heart race and her stomach churn.
    â€œI will help you however I can,” Emily vowed. “Whatever you need to heal.”
    â€œReally?”
    â€œReally.”
    â€œCan you go get Scarlett from the long-term parking lot and drive her down here?”
    Emily smiled. “You still have Scarlett?”
    â€œBut of course. That car has outlasted every relationship I’ve ever had.”
    â€œAnd where will you be driving off to?”
    For a moment, Summer’s mind went completely blank. Then she remembered the cover of the travel magazine. The magazine she’d laughed at minutes before her entire life went down in flames. The mecca for people who hadn’t been loved enough. “Black Dog Bay.”
    â€œWhere’s that?”
    â€œDelaware.”
    â€œDelaware?”
    Summer nodded.
    â€œWhat’s in Black Dog Bay, Delaware?”
    â€œBen & Jerry’s and
Steel Magnolias
.”

chapter 4

    TURTLES CROSSING—NEXT 5 MILES
    Summer had seen a lot of road signs in a lot of cities all over the world, but this was a new one. The yellow diamond featured the black silhouettes of one big turtle followed by two smaller turtles.
    She snapped out of the daze she’d fallen into,