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just four items. She put the rest back on the racks with a sigh.
    I grabbed the pieces of clothing she’d put back.
    “What are you doing?” she asked.
    “Consider it two birthdays and two Christmases worth of presents.” She tried to argue, but I wouldn’t listen. My next credit card statement wouldn’t be pretty, but right now I didn’t care. I needed to do something for someone besides myself.
    An hour later, we gave up shopping for eating. Lexi chose a café in the mall that had an Ahi Tuna burger she gushed about so enthusiastically, I half expected it to put on a show. Once the waitress had left with our order, Lexi leaned on the table and fixed her eyes on me.
    “What’s going on? You’ve been awfully broody.”
    I fiddled with a roll, turning it around in my hands. “Charlie found a renter.”
    Lexi blinked. “Isn’t that a good thing?”
    “Sure. Except…” I bit my lip. Lexi was going to give me a hard time for this. “It’s Sophia Croft.”
    “Who?”
    “Sorry, Croft is her married name. Her maiden name is—” My mouth twisted. “Wentworth.”
    Whatever she’d wanted to say came out a garbled mess as she choked on her roll, but it wasn’t hard to figure out the gist of it.
    I nodded. “Eric’s sister.”
    Lexi burst out laughing. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I crossed my arms and waited for the laughing to abate. It took an annoyingly long time. “What are the chances?”
    “Pretty great, I guess. Charlie probably told Eric we needed a renter. It was all just good timing. Or rotten, depending on how you look at it.”
    “Eric and Charlie still keep in touch?”
    “Obviously.” I winced at the edge of bitterness in my tone. “Anyway, it doesn’t really matter. It’s just…weird.”
    She nodded. “But it’s not like he’s going to live there. He’s not even in LA and I doubt he’d want to come back. Look how long you stayed away.”
    The house had been too painful, after. Too many memories. Eric had helped me overcome Mom’s loss, but there had been no one to help me overcome his. So instead of cutting my hair or getting a tattoo or going on a juice cleanse, I ran away from home and called it getting an education.
    “I should have stayed in New York.”
    The corners of Lexi’s mouth drooped. Silence stretched between us.
    “I didn’t mean that,” I said.
    She gave me a half-smile. “You probably won’t see him anyway.”
    “Chances are slim.”
    “Nil.”
    “Almost non-existent.” I took a bite of roll, the chewy bread squishing pleasantly in my mouth.
    “Although, his tour is almost over,” Lexi said. “I heard he’s finally looking to settle down.” I wanted to throw my half-eaten roll at her. “I bet he can afford his own mansion in the Hills. Maybe he’s actually the one renting Kellynch and his sister is just a front.”
    “A front for what?” She shrugged and I snorted. “And you were mocking me for being the president of his fan-club! How do you know all this stuff?”
    “Magazines. ET Online. Twitter. He’s totally trending.”
    My eyes narrowed. There was never much about Eric’s personal life in the press. I had a feeling he liked to keep that out of the public eye as much as possible. So for Lexi to hear anything, she had to do some digging to find it.
    “Wait. Let’s Google him.” With the roll sticking out of her mouth, she fumbled in her bag, eventually producing a phone.
    I tapped my fingers on the table—an attempt at nonchalance. When our waitress appeared with our food a few minutes later, Lexi was still busy searching the internet, a scowl plastered on her face.
    “There’s nothing useful,” she said when the waitress left. “No reports of what he’s doing now. Just record sales and…” She continued to scroll through her phone. “His tour is definitely over. Last stop was New York, two days ago.”
    I tried to enjoy my flatbread sandwich and think of anything but Eric Wentworth. Lexi finally put her phone away