What other choice did she have?
****
"I told you it wasn't a good idea to move away from home," Amanda said as she helped Misty settle onto the couch with a pillow. "You're not even gone a couple weeks and look at you."
Misty rolled her eyes. Not only was her sister judgmental, she was overly dramatic. "I'm fine, Mandy. It's just some bumps and bruises."
"I wouldn't call a concussion and a night in the hospital just some bumps and bruises." Amanda plopped down on the couch next to Mandy and looked around. "It's a nice apartment at least."
Misty let that last comment slide. Amanda always had a way of making people feel small and insignificant. Her comments, which sounded like compliments, were really nothing more than veiled insults. "I'm fine. Really. You don't have to stay." Misty had known it was a bad idea to call her sister, but the damage had been done and now she had to deal with it. She hadn't expected Mandy to stay though.
"If I leave who's going to take you to the insurance company and help you get a rental car?"
"You're right," Misty said with a sigh of defeat. A nagging in her gut told her that there was something else going on with her sister though.
"Of course I am." Amanda grinned.
Misty grabbed the remote from the coffee table and clicked on the television. She flipped through the channels until she found the local news, which was doing a report on the crash last night. Misty turned up the volume.
"Fifty-four year old Jonathan Gilles fell asleep behind the wheel of his eighteen wheel tractor trailer, causing him to jerk the steering wheel and jackknife his trailer into oncoming traffic," the reporter said as the camera scanned the section of Route Nine where the accident had occurred. "Several vehicles were involved in the pile-up leaving four people dead and six others injured. With me now is Aaron Price of the Enbridge Falls Fire Department. Y ou were one of the first responders on the scene, correct?" The reporter held her microphone toward Aaron.
"Yes, that's correct. I was on my way home when I came upon the accident," Aaron said.
"What was your initial reaction?"
"To help…"
Misty leaned forward as Aaron continued to speak. That voice. That face. That name—Aaron. "That's him," she muttered. That was the man who'd pulled her out of her car.
"Who?" Amanda asked.
"That's the guy who rescued me," Misty said pointing at the television.
"He's cute." Amanda stood and went to the kitchen. "Are you hungry? I'm starving."
"Yeah," Misty said absentmindedly and turned her attention back to the television. The reporter thanked Aaron for being a local hero and he smiled. His smile was just as vibrant as it'd been last night and it made Misty's heart flutter. He was absolutely gorgeous. She'd give anything to see him again—to thank him for saving her life.
"You don't have anything to eat," Amanda complained as she searched through the cabinets.
"I didn't get a chance to go shopping." Misty turned off the television and stood. "If you want to take me now I'll make my famous quesadillas."
"Only if you buy mint chocolate chip ice cream for later."
"Deal," Misty said with a laugh.
CHAPTER TWO
The drive to the supermarket was silent. Misty knew there was something bothering her sister because Amanda never willingly spent time with Misty. But, Amanda showed no signs of wanting to talk about it or bond in anyway so Misty did what she always did—she bit her tongue and remained quiet. Regardless of what was going on, Misty was happy to have her sister here with her. It was nice not to be alone. And no matter what Amanda said, Misty was pleased with her decision to move to Enbridge Falls. It was a beautiful coastal town in California with lush green grass, crystal clear blue waters, and blossoming flowers that smelled fantastic. Enbridge Falls was a hundred times better than her hometown of Carnegie, Arizona.
"We're here," Amanda announced as she pulled into a parking spot and killed the engine.
****
"I told you it wasn't a good idea to move away from home," Amanda said as she helped Misty settle onto the couch with a pillow. "You're not even gone a couple weeks and look at you."
Misty rolled her eyes. Not only was her sister judgmental, she was overly dramatic. "I'm fine, Mandy. It's just some bumps and bruises."
"I wouldn't call a concussion and a night in the hospital just some bumps and bruises." Amanda plopped down on the couch next to Mandy and looked around. "It's a nice apartment at least."
Misty let that last comment slide. Amanda always had a way of making people feel small and insignificant. Her comments, which sounded like compliments, were really nothing more than veiled insults. "I'm fine. Really. You don't have to stay." Misty had known it was a bad idea to call her sister, but the damage had been done and now she had to deal with it. She hadn't expected Mandy to stay though.
"If I leave who's going to take you to the insurance company and help you get a rental car?"
"You're right," Misty said with a sigh of defeat. A nagging in her gut told her that there was something else going on with her sister though.
"Of course I am." Amanda grinned.
Misty grabbed the remote from the coffee table and clicked on the television. She flipped through the channels until she found the local news, which was doing a report on the crash last night. Misty turned up the volume.
"Fifty-four year old Jonathan Gilles fell asleep behind the wheel of his eighteen wheel tractor trailer, causing him to jerk the steering wheel and jackknife his trailer into oncoming traffic," the reporter said as the camera scanned the section of Route Nine where the accident had occurred. "Several vehicles were involved in the pile-up leaving four people dead and six others injured. With me now is Aaron Price of the Enbridge Falls Fire Department. Y ou were one of the first responders on the scene, correct?" The reporter held her microphone toward Aaron.
"Yes, that's correct. I was on my way home when I came upon the accident," Aaron said.
"What was your initial reaction?"
"To help…"
Misty leaned forward as Aaron continued to speak. That voice. That face. That name—Aaron. "That's him," she muttered. That was the man who'd pulled her out of her car.
"Who?" Amanda asked.
"That's the guy who rescued me," Misty said pointing at the television.
"He's cute." Amanda stood and went to the kitchen. "Are you hungry? I'm starving."
"Yeah," Misty said absentmindedly and turned her attention back to the television. The reporter thanked Aaron for being a local hero and he smiled. His smile was just as vibrant as it'd been last night and it made Misty's heart flutter. He was absolutely gorgeous. She'd give anything to see him again—to thank him for saving her life.
"You don't have anything to eat," Amanda complained as she searched through the cabinets.
"I didn't get a chance to go shopping." Misty turned off the television and stood. "If you want to take me now I'll make my famous quesadillas."
"Only if you buy mint chocolate chip ice cream for later."
"Deal," Misty said with a laugh.
CHAPTER TWO
The drive to the supermarket was silent. Misty knew there was something bothering her sister because Amanda never willingly spent time with Misty. But, Amanda showed no signs of wanting to talk about it or bond in anyway so Misty did what she always did—she bit her tongue and remained quiet. Regardless of what was going on, Misty was happy to have her sister here with her. It was nice not to be alone. And no matter what Amanda said, Misty was pleased with her decision to move to Enbridge Falls. It was a beautiful coastal town in California with lush green grass, crystal clear blue waters, and blossoming flowers that smelled fantastic. Enbridge Falls was a hundred times better than her hometown of Carnegie, Arizona.
"We're here," Amanda announced as she pulled into a parking spot and killed the engine.
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