would appreciate it Marcus, if you would drive us to the evening affair.” He would rather not, especially after his altercation with Kate, not to mention their awkward collision. He would be surprised if Kate ever wanted to see him again. That was an odd thought, since she had left him six years ago and clearly hadn’t wanted to see him again.
If his mother learned about the altercation in the sauna with Kate she would be mortified by the elevated tones and unkind words he spoken to Kate. He could foresee her round disappointed eyes scolding him while shaking her shimmering hair and none too subtly requiring an apology. Suddenly guilt burdened him for his behavior during Kate’s grieving. What had he been thinking? She was here for her grandmother’s funeral and he jumped down her throat over missing a sign!
His mother continued. “Izzy said Abby is an absolute mess. That poor girl was so very close to Grace after Kate left.” He forced himself to continue breathing regularly and didn’t like the way his mother was watching him so closely. Was she fishing? Did she know what had occurred in the sauna? How could she? Or was she just concerned because Kate had broken his young heart? If that was the case, why was she suggesting he take them to the visitations? Why were all these questions flooding his head over one tiny sentence? “And now Grace is gone and Abby is beside herself, that poor soul.”
He hadn’t been around after Kate left to notice what was happening with her family. His father brushed it off as a young meaningless love, too early in his life to possibly know what real love was. That was funny, because he hadn’t felt that same heart twisting emotion that consumed his younger years until he flip flopped not even an hour ago with that same wild brunette on the second floor. Schooling had been his parents priority. After he finished school, he was expected to return to the resort. He opted for staying as far as way as he could. He’d mastered business management and established a job down south, managing a resort and distracted himself with the sun, the bikinis, and the unlimited fresh fruit.
“Izzy and I will be attending the funeral. It’s so sad. I remember when Annabelle passed away and how hard it was on those girls.” Marc remembered too, probably more than his mother. He had been there that night, after a sneak escape for ice cream, when they’d turned the corner laughing and carefree holding hands for the first time, only to find a slew of medics taking Kate’s mother away on a stretcher. That moment had changed everything. “Poor Kate tossed into an early motherhood at such a young, young age. All the adults in her life simply quit on them. But not Kate.” Why were they talking about Kate now? The guilt of his behavior was multiplying with every word. “And now, another adult in her life, gone.” Marc decided then he owed Kate an apology. He might have some pent up anger towards her, clearly, but that was no excuse to drag it up during a difficult time in her life. “So, I was hoping you would join me and show these women our support.”
He wouldn’t have been able to say no to his mother anyway and now with the multitude of remorse for his actions, he had to attend. No matter what transpired between them six years ago, he was a grown man who acted like a broken, hurt teenager and there was no excuse for those actions. “What time?” he asked.
She clasped her hands together in delight. “Wonderful Marcus.”
Chapter Five
Kate was thankful to escape the walls of the Caliendo Resort. Even now staying as a guest, a grown woman instead of the maintenance man’s daughter, there was a condemning atmosphere that, like a twister, swallowed her rationality then discarded it broken and chaotic. What was she thinking playing with fire in there?
It was refreshing to drive through Willow Valley, the popular tourist cottage country, where she was born and raised. The main strip was a