awesome kid.â
âI bet youâre an awesome uncle.â
âI do my best. I teach high school so Iâm kind of an expert on her species. And Jock works at an electronics store so we have all the phones and toys and laptops we need.â
âThe same store he worked at way back when?â she asked.
âSame one, but heâs a manager now.â
âAnd youâre still teaching?â Emma asked. âI guess you chose the right profession if youâre still at it.â
âI think thatâs a yes. Listen, Iâm sorry about everything you went through. Condolences, Emmie.â
âThank you.â
âThere were a hundred times I thought about getting in touch, not knowing how you were holding up. When I did finally get to it, your number had changed so I just checked with Lyle now and then. Everyone knows you had nothing to do with anything...illegal.â
âThank you, again.â
âWe were just talking about you a few weeks ago, wondering if you had made it back home. We were remembering the old days.â
âWe?â she asked before she could stop herself.
âMe. Mom. Riley. This is a coincidence, running into you here, like this.â
A tall, skinny kid came over to the table. âTaking a break, Ms. Shay?â he asked.
âJust answering a couple of questions for a customer, Justin.â
âCan I help?â Justin asked, turning to Adam.
âI donât believe so,â Adam said authoritatively. âIâll just take a moment of Emmaâs time. If youâll excuse us.â
Justin looked taken aback, but then he turned and left them.
âHeâs a despot,â she quietly informed Adam. âBut jobs are in short supply, it seems.â
âCould you use a letter of recommendation?â he asked.
She stood. âI could use a do-over,â she said. âBut thanks for asking. Do you teach around here?â
He shook his head. âNapa. High school science. Iâm playing a little hooky with Maddie today. We were at the DMV so she could take her test for her learnerâs permit. Riley wanted to do it but the truth is, Riley and Maddie donât do well in the car together so Maddie prefers driving with me or with Jock, and heâs working this afternoon. Of course Maddie couldnât wait. When do you get off work?â
âNot until nine, why?â
âWe should have a cup of coffee or glass of wine, talk about how youâd like me to word that letter of recommendation.â
Maddie was back, sliding into their booth.
âOh...ah... Listen, you donât know what youâre suggesting...â
âI donât? Why not? Weâre still friends, right?â
âItâs not that... Well, itâs partly that since, you know...â She took a breath. She wasnât going to say in front of this sweet fifteen-year-old, Thatâs my boyfriendâs baby and probably the major reason I went off the rails in the first place. She leaned closer to Adam. âTake a whiff of this place. This is what I smell like after work.â
He threw back his head with a hearty laugh. âSee you later,â he said.
She meandered back behind the counter, kind of dazed. Half of her wanted to run and hideâbeing around Adam would only serve to remind her of the past and all sheâd lost. But the other half was elated. Could she and Adam be friends? Theyâd talked a few times after Maddie was born, but their conversations had been so superficial, both of them afraid to let the standoff she had with Riley taint the relationship she had with Adam, who she had always so admired. Truth was, sheâd always wondered if Adam had kept in touch out of guilt over what his sister had done.
Sheâd done all right in the friends department during college and her first years as a single woman in New York, but sheâd always kept people at a safe distance, afraid to trust