Chapter 5
After brunch, Katie went with Julia to their room on the third floor.
As her sister began tossing clothes into the suitcase she’d never bothered to completely unpack, Katie sat on her bed and thought about holding hands with Shane McCarthy.
She’d never done anything quite so forward as reaching for his hand under the table.
She could tell she’d caught him by surprise, and she’d liked that.
She’d liked the way he looked at her and listened to her and paid attention to her.
She liked him. She couldn’t deny that as much as she wanted to.
Knowing Owen thought highly of Shane mattered greatly to Katie.
Owen had been much more than an older brother to his siblings.
He’d been a surrogate father, a protector and a friend to them all their lives.
If he liked and trusted Shane, maybe she could, too.
“Why aren’t you packing?” Julia asked. “The ferry leaves in an hour, and we can’t miss it if we’re going to make the flight.”
Here was the moment Katie had been dreading all weekend, telling her sister she wasn’t going back to Texas. Not right away anyway. “Um, so I’m not going back.”
Julia stopped what she was doing to stare at Katie. “What?”
“I quit my job.”
“When? Why didn’t you say anything?”
“It happened Thursday, and I didn’t say anything because of the wedding.”
Julia plopped down on the bed next to her. “Did something happen with Doctor Strangelove?”
Katie loved her sister’s nickname for the lecherous doctor. “You could say that.”
Julia stared at her. “He didn’t…”
Katie shook her head. “I didn’t let him, but I think he would have. Owen’s self-defense classes got me out of a jam, but I can’t go back there. Not when I told him I had evidence of his harassment and I’d be going to the police if he dared to press charges against me.”
“Why would he press charges against you?”
“I might’ve left him bleeding from his nose and clutching his boy parts.”
Julia howled with laughter as she hugged her sister. “Good for you. He’s had that coming for years now.”
“He scared me, Jule,” she said softly. “I think he would’ve raped me if I hadn’t put a stop to it.”
“You should report him. He can’t get away with that.”
“The thing is, he never actually touched me. I assaulted him, so I can just imagine how he would spin it.” Katie shuddered at the idea of having to face that creep in court, or anywhere else, for that matter. “I never want to see him again or hear his name.”
“You could sue him. He’s been bothering you for years.”
“And I never bothered to report it in all that time. No, I’m not going to sue him or have him charged. I’m satisfied with the way I left him bloody and moaning on the floor. That’s more than enough for me.”
“What’re you going to do now?”
“I don’t know, but I’m hoping to stay here for a while and try to figure it out. I’ve got money saved I can use to help with the rent, so don’t worry.”
“I don’t care about that.” They both made good money and could easily handle the rent on their own, if need be. “I’m far more worried about you. First Doctor Strangelove attacks you and then you nearly drown.”
“Not the best week of my life, although seeing Owen happy yesterday—and today—makes it all better.”
“And how about Mom? She’s positively glowing with happiness. We’ve never seen her like that before.”
“I know. Shane says Charlie is a great guy.”
Julia raised a brow in inquiry. “Shane says, huh?”
“Uh-huh.”
“You two were awfully cozy at brunch.”
“We were just talking.”
“From all reports, he’s a nice guy, too.”
“I guess,” Katie said, shrugging. “He asked me out, but I said no.”
“You said no. Of course you said no.” Julia got up from the bed and began moving around the room again, gathering belongings that were strewn all over the place in typical Julia style. She exploded into every room she occupied.
“Why does that make you so mad?”
“Because! You’re thirty-two and have never had so much as a date! How long are you going keep this up? You’ve got a perfectly nice guy who our brother thinks the world of asking you out, and you still can’t bend your rigid rules? Even for him?”
“It’s not that simple, and you know it.”
“I do know. I grew up exactly the same way you did, but I haven’t chosen to seal myself off from the world in a protective bubble where nothing bad can ever find me.
Newsflash, bad stuff happens. Two bad things happened to you this week, and you lived to tell.
Do you honestly think Laura’s brother is going to take Owen’s sister out and treat her badly? Do you really think that?”
“No, I don’t, but still… You never know.”
“No, you don’t. But one thing I do know is you’re wasting your entire life because of someone who doesn’t deserve that level of sacrifice.”
“I’m not doing it for him,” Katie said distastefully. The idea that Julia could think Katie’s life was still run by Mark Lawry was disgusting to her.
“You’re letting him win, Kate. Every time a nice guy asks you out and you say no, the general scores another point.”
“That’s not true!”
“It’s exactly true. Look at Mom. Who has more reason to hide out from men than she does, and she’s found a great guy who loves and respects her and wants nothing more than to make her happy.”
“So he says now. How does she know that won’t change after he puts a ring on her finger?”
Julia shook her head. “You’re hopeless. I give up. Do what you want, but I’m sticking to my story. When you say no to a guy like Shane McCarthy, the general wins. He wants you terrorized and afraid, and you’re playing right into his hand.”
“No, I’m not! He’s going to jail. He’s out of our lives forever.”
“Is he? Is he really? If that’s the case, then go out with Shane.”
“I… I can’t.”
“You can! You just won’t. There’s a huge difference.”
She and Julia had had this fight many times before, but Julia had never framed the argument in such stark terms. The general wins. The thought of that made Katie feel sicker than the idea of actually going on a date with a man did. “Fine. I’ll go out with him. Will that make you happy?”
“I don’t believe you’ll actually do it.”
She was closer to Julia than anyone in the world, but no one could make her madder than Julia could. Glaring at her sister, Katie got up from the bed, opened the door and went across the hall to bang on Shane’s door.
He opened it, looking surprised to see her and curious about the racket.
Katie forced herself to look him in the eye and say the words, knowing Julia was watching and listening. “What you asked me earlier… Do you still want to do that?”
“Um, yeah?”
“Tonight at seven?”
“Is good.”
“All right.” Katie turned and went back into her room, slamming the door behind her. “Satisfied?”
“Extremely satisfied.” Julia smiled victoriously. “And if you play your cards right, you will be, too.”
Leaving Julia gloating in their room, Katie went to find her mother, who was still on the porch with her parents and Charlie as well as Laura and Owen, who held a sleeping Holden.
Before she allowed the ferry to leave without her, Katie needed to make sure it was okay with them if she stayed for a while.
“Hey, honey,” Sarah said when she saw Katie approach them. “Are you all packed?”
“About that… Could I talk to you for a minute?”
“Of course.” To the others, Sarah said, “I’ll be right back.”
Charlie, who’d been holding Sarah’s hand, kissed the back of it before he released her.
The warm smile her mother gave him sparked a pang of yearning inside Katie.
What would it be like, she wondered, to share that sort of connection with a man?
The question had her thinking of Shane, as if it were normal for her to yearn or to think about a man when neither of those things was in any way normal for her.
Sarah hooked her arm through Katie’s and escorted her through the lobby to the rockers on the front porch. “Why do you look troubled?”
“Do I?”
“You do indeed. What’s wrong, honey?”
Though it was her way to keep her troubles to herself, she rarely had a moment alone with her mother and found herself spilling the story of Doctor Strangelove’s near attack and how she’d quit her job in Texas.
“Good Lord, Katie! The man should be in jail!”
“Which is where he’ll end up if he doesn’t change his ways, but I’m not putting him there.
After everything with the general, I don’t have it in me to go after him.
I just don’t.” The Lawry children had long ago stopped referring to Mark Lawry as anything other than “the general” or “the sperm donor.”
“I understand. Better than you might think. When I arrived here last fall, beaten to within an inch of my life, I just wanted it all to go away. The last thing I wanted was to prosecute him.”
“What made you change your mind?”
“The doctor who saw to me is a mandatory reporter, meaning he had to report my injuries to the police. David, the doctor, and Blaine, the police chief, along with Owen and Laura, convinced me to go forward with charges this time. I’m glad now that I did.
I don’t think I would’ve been able to move forward with my life if I hadn’t done it. ”
“It’s different in my case. He never actually touched me, and truth be told, he’s probably got a bigger case against me after what I did to him. I quit my job, so he’s out of my life.”
“True.”
“The reason I really wanted to talk to you, though, is I’m thinking about staying here for a while—until I figure out my next move. I thought I’d take advantage of the time off to take a vacation, if it’s okay with you and Laura, of course.”
“I know I speak for Laura when I tell you my room is all yours for as long as you need it.”
“Where will you go?”
Before her eyes, Sarah Lawry blushed like a schoolgirl.
Katie laughed. “Oh, stupid question. You’ll be with Charlie.”
“He’s asked me to move in with him, and I’m going to do it.”
“I’m happy for you, Mom. We all are. But are you sure it’s not moving too fast?”