The Summer We Fell by Elizabeth O’Roark EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Elizabeth O’Roark
- Genre: Sports Romance
- Language: English
- Formats: PDF / EPUB
- Status: Available For Free Download
- Series: None
- Price: Free
- File Size: 2 MB
- Publish Date: April 6, 2023
NOW
It wasn’t that long ago that I could get through an airport
without being recognized. I miss that.
Today my sunglasses will remain on. It’s one of those
obnoxious “I’m a celebrity!” moves I’ve always hated, but
that’s better than a bunch of commentary about my current
appearance. I slept most of the way from Lisbon to San
Francisco, thanks to my handy stash of Ambien, but I’m still
fucked in the head from the call I received just before I got on
the flight…and it shows.
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Donna has always been a ball of energy, cheerful and
indefatigable. I can’t imagine her any other way. Of all the
people in the world, why does it have to be her? Why is it that
the people who most deserve to live seem to be taken too soon,
and the ones who deserve it least, like me, seem to flourish?
I’ve been promising myself that I just need to hold it
together a little longer, when the truth is that I’ve got three
straight weeks ahead of holding it together with no end in
sight. But if I think nothing of lying to everyone else, I’m
certainly not going to quibble over lies to myself.
I duck into the bathroom to clean up before I head for my
luggage. My hazel eyes are bruised with fatigue, my skin is
sallow. The sun-kissed streaks the colorist added to my brown
hair won’t fool anyone into thinking I’ve spent time in the sun
lately, especially Donna. Every time she’s visited me in LA,
she has said the same thing: “Oh, honey, you look so tired. I
wish you’d come home”, as if returning to Rhodes could ever
improve anything.
I step back from the mirror just in time to catch a woman
taking a picture of me from the side.
She shrugs, completely unashamed. “Sorry. You’re not my
taste,” she says, “but my niece likes you.”
I used to think fame would solve everything. What I didn’t
realize is that you’re still every bit as sad. You just have the
whole fucking world there to watch and remind you you’ve
got no right to be.
I walk out before I say something I’ll regret and head
down the escalator to baggage claim. It wasn’t until I started to
date Cash that I understood the kind of chaos that can descend
when the public thinks they know you—but today there’s no
crowd. Just Donna waiting near the base of the escalator, a
little too thin but otherwise completely fine.
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