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She continued on her way to Main Street when she did a double take at the triangular figure walking down the street. If she was in the city, she would have kept going without even a glance in the oddity’s direction, but this wasn’t the city.
She slowed the golf cart, and as she approached the triangle turned, revealing it was actually a life-size costume of a slice of pizza, and Hal’s head popped through a pepperoni circle at the top. His long black hair must’ve been pulled back.
While Olivia should’ve been surprised, she wasn’t. It was Hal after all.
“Olivia!” Hal’s arms came up, big white, Mickey-Mouse-looking gloves on each hand. “It’s so good to see you.”
“Hal.” She stopped, trying to find the words as she took in the triangular costume, complete with a pair of ridiculously oversized cartoon-like sneakers. “You’re a slice of pizza.”
“Got a job at Carlos’ handing out flyers. I’m on my way there now.”
“Where’s your van?” she asked. He had a big black van that would be suspicious driving down any area with children, but the only thing Hal kept in the back was his guitar amp.
“In the shop. The AC went, and I figured I should get it fixed before the humidity rolls in.”
“Hop in. I’ll give you a ride.”
“You always were a sweet girl.” He lifted one bulky sneaker that reminded Olivia of her dad’s monster slippers into the cart. He lifted himself up and turned to sit. He bent down adjusting his costume, the top of the crust knocking Olivia’s sunglasses off her face.
After much movement, Hal settled and Olivia fixed her glasses. “We good?” she asked, and he nodded. Olivia hit the gas and continued on. “How’s the music going?” Her gaze drifted to Hal, and his face lit up.
“Great! I’ll be playing at Greta’s tonight. You and the fam should stop by.”
“I’ll see if my parents are up to it.”
He held out a flyer, and she took it. One hand on the wheel, she glanced at the paper.
“On the front is a coupon for Carlos’. You get a dozen garlic knots on the house, and on the back…” Hal waited for Olivia to turn the flyer over. She bit her lip to keep from laughing. There was a closeup picture of Hal decked out in his Alice Cooper makeup, tongue out, fingers bent in the rock and roll devil horn symbol.
“I’ll save this for later.” She held the steering wheel with her elbows and made a show of folding the flyer and tucking it safely in her purse.
She talked with Hal, mainly about his music, until they reached their final destination. Hal jumped out first, his costume getting stuck on the frame of the cart. Olivia gave it a good shove, and Hal popped free.
“Thanks for the ride,” he said. “Hope to see you tonight.”
Olivia waved, a familiar calm coming over her. She acted like she hated small town life and she was a city girl at heart, but a simple conversation with Hal had made her feel more at home than she had in a while.
Olivia’s phone vibrated, reverberating in her bag. She fished it out, and her heart dropped at Daniel’s name flashing on her screen. Her good mood instantly gone.
Ignoring the asshole would be the smart thing to do, but curiosity was a bitch unfortunately. She clicked the text open and rolled her eyes.
Everyone is asking for you. What am I supposed to say?
Her lip curled, and rage simmered inside her, taking over her fingers as she violently tapped a reply on the screen, wishing it was Daniel’s face.
You can tell them that you’re a no good, two timing jerk who used me in your climb to the top.
Unbelievable. He cheated on her, and now he expected her to bail his ass out. It wasn’t going to happen. It wasn’t her fault he couldn’t keep Mr. Willy in his pants, and it sure as hell wasn’t her fault that they were in this situation.
Her phone vibrated again, and she resisted the urge to chuck her phone in the street and watch as the next car drove by, crushing it into oblivion.
She gritted her teeth and opened the text.
Stop acting like a child.
She might’ve been twenty-five and unsure about most things in her life, but one fact remained true—she was not a child.
But if he thought she was, well than that’s exactly what she was going to be. She had nothing to prove to him anymore. She picked her phone back up and shot off another text.
