Thank Christ.
“I love you and I hate this is happening to you just as I’mglad it is because I want you to get beyond this,” Georgie told her.“Itworries me to death.Dad’s freaked out.And Mother is Mother, but I bet she’sfreaked too.Enough.For youandfor us.”
Carolyn stared at her sister a beat, before she pushed out,“I’ve been a bitch.”
“Stopbein’ that, sort your shit,and it’s allgonnabe good,” Dutch told her.
Her eyes hit him and lit.
“Do you think Jag—?”
He shook his head and ended that before she started it.
“You two are done.There’s nogoin’back.It’s not about a grudge.It’s about trust.And shitting on family.Youbroke the first, and worse, committed the cardinal sin ofdoin’the last.He’s gone for you.”
“He’s a good guy,” Carolyn said softly.
“Yeah,” Dutch agreed to the obvious.
“Like you,” she murmured, pulled in another big breath, hereyes shifting between them again, before she settled on Georgie and somethingelse hit her face, something he’d never seen.
But it was the something Georgiana knew was there, burieduntil then, but not gone.
Carolyn’s life was in the toilet.
But she knew her sister was happy.
So she was happy for her sister.
Carolyn again spoke.
“I’ll call Dad.I’ll let you know if he’s not being cool.Then I’ll call you.”
“Call me anytime, Caro, don’t forget the part about meloving you.We’ll do lunch or dinner, and for that, I’ll buy.”
One side of Carolyn’s lips went up and she said, “You’resuch a bitch because you’ve always been so cool.”
Hearing that, Dutch was about to lose it when Georgiereplied, “You’re such a bitch because you’ve always been such a free spirit.It’s annoying.”
“You’re annoying.”
“Your face is annoying.”
“Your face is obsessed with a cat.”
“Your face needs an ice cream sundae.”
“Got that right, sister.”
After Carolyn said that, they both started cackling.
Jesus Christ.
Were they serious?
“Come here,” Georgie bid, breaking from Dutch to go to hersister.
They were serious.
