Page 83 of Cara & Gian: The Guzzi Duet

She wasn’t.

Something else that was … inevitable.

“I’m sorry,” Cara said softly.

“Are you?”

“For you, Tommy. I’m sorry for you. You’ve dealt with her your whole life, longer than I ever put up with her. You would only do that—and keep doing it—because somewhere inside, you hold affection for her.”

“Not anymore,” Tommas murmured. “I can let you know when the funeral is going to be.”

“I would rather you didn’t.”

“That’s what I figured.”

“Please bury her beside Dad, not on the other side of Lea.”

Tommas mumbled his agreement quickly.

“Cara?”

“Yes?” she asked.

“I don’t know what’s going on, or what made you pick up the phone to ask me all of this tonight, but there’s really only one thing that matters in this life of ours, anyway.”

“And what’s that, Tommas?”

“Do what makes you happy. Be where, or with whom, or do whatever you need to do to be happy. Take that risk—it’s worth it. Because this life is fleeting, and tomorrow might be the last time you smile, so it’s better to spend today happy.”