CHAPTER 28
CARY
After checking in at the airport, Cary called Kim from Air Canada’s Maple Leaf Lounge.
“I got her back!” he said while signing an autograph. “And my flight’s on time. See? No worries.”
A miracle, considering it was Air Canada. There was still half an hour until boarding—plenty of time for them to fuck it up.
“Dude, I won’t be happy until you land,” Kim said, her voice thin. “But you sound like your old self again.”
“Sorry for bailing today.” He smiled at the fan and handed back the pen. “I had to come out here. It’s Valentine’s Day.”
Kim sighed. “Okay, what did you end up getting her?”
“A Mustang.”
“You bought her a car?” She sucked in a breath. “Cary, what the fuck?”
“Her truck’s not safe,” he said. “Besides, you told me to.”
“I was kidding, dude. Haven’t you heard of, like, flowers? Chocolates? How did she take it?”
“Not great at first, but I told her I couldn’t return it.” He smiled at a middle-aged woman who’d just snapped his picture. “She accepted it on the condition she could pay me back.”
“That sounds like her. She’ll fucking do it too.”
He scoffed. “Yeah, I’d like to see her try.”
“She’ll find a way.”
“Highly unlikely, considering I’d never take money from her.” He chuckled. “Hey, can you sort out my travel for awards weekend in Saskatoon?”
“Ew. Why?”
“I’m accepting the Lifetime Achievement award . . . long story.”
“Do you want me to book Vegas’s flight too?”
“Yes, please. And I want you there.”
“Lucky me, I guess.”