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Reagan
With the staff meeting done and the meeting with Robert Walker on my mind, I’m glad to be going to Mom’s. Maybe I could tell her about all this, and she could give me some advice as to how to approach the situation.
Pulling up outside the house, I parked against the curb. Mom’s car is in the driveway, but Hayden’s isn’t here. My brother always decides at the last minute if he’s coming home for dinner, even though we both promised her when dad died.
Locking my car, I head for the front door, letting myself in. The house is quiet. I place my keys on the table near to the door. “Mom?” I call out. “Hey, I’m here.”
Nothing.
“Mom?” I shout a little louder, but it just echoes in the empty space.
I go into the living room and place my bag on the sofa before going into the kitchen.
The house is still. Usually, my mom meets me at the door when I come in.
Where is she?
A weird feeling starts in the pit of my stomach, but I ignore it. The loud noise of the coffee machine echoes through the silence of the four-bedroom, three-bathroom house. Just as I’m about to take another sip, I hear voices.
Three different voices.
Mom, Hayden, and…someone who sounds familiar, but my brain isn’t reacting quick enough. I can’t place it. For some unknown, reason my heart is pounding out of my chest.
Tentatively leaving my spot in the kitchen, I turned the corner and came face to face with Mom.
“Oh hey.” I smile. The beat of my heart slows down a notch and the overactive part of my imagination eases.
“Reagan, sweetheart. I didn’t realize you were stopping by. I thought you couldn’t make it tonight.”
“No, I said I couldn’t make dinner, but I’d stop by to see you for a little bit. My meeting finished up earlier than I thought it would and I stayed a little longer to do some paperwork.” Margie, like the other employees, was out of there as soon as the meeting was finished though. In all honesty, I enjoyed the peace of being on my own. “Your car was outside though so I thought you were here, but I didn’t see you.”
“Yeah, um, Hayden picked me up and we went to that new steakhouse that just opened in town.” Her gaze flickers to the empty doorway before turning back to meet my eyes.
“Oh cool.” I hear the boom of Hayden’s voice from behind the door. “Is he not coming to say hello?”
“He’s just talking to someone. He’s a bit nervous.” Her hands wring in front of her.
“Why would he be nervous?”
“Hayden,” Mom calls out.
I can’t wait to see what he was so nervous about.
Putting my coffee on the table, I walk from the dining room and into the hall. “Hayden, stop being a tool.”
I turn the corner and abruptly come to a stop.
My fists clench and unclench over and over, my nails digging into my palm.
Our gazes met. She smirks and I feel my eyes widening. My mouth drops open and I’m sure my chin hits the floor. What the fuck is she up to?
I feel Mom stop behind me. “Reagan,” she whispers. “It’s rude to stare. Come say hello to our guest.”
“Margie.” I nod once, I trying to be polite, but I’m struggling. Why is she here? “What’s going on?” I look between all three of them, but no one gives me any answers. Butterflies are doing somersaults in my stomach. My nerves are shot.
I don’t understand at all.
“You didn’t tell me that Margie was seeing Hayden.” Mom nudges my arm softly with her elbow.
