me my egg sandwich. “Mustard or ketchup?”
“Mustard.”
Tom got the mustard from the refrigerator and some fresh strawberries.
“This looks delicious,” I told him. “Thank you.”
Tom refilled his coffee mug and sat down across from me. He took a deep breath. “Okay, about Rachel. Yes, we were engaged. And, yes, I called it off about a month before the wedding. I just couldn’t go through with it.”
“Did you love her?”
“In the beginning, yes. But definitely not at the end. I should have called it quits long before I did, but I felt stuck. And I felt like a jerk for letting it go on like I did. But God, there was just no way I wanted to grow old with her. And, honestly, I can’t believe I even got with her in the first place. She’s not my type at all.”
I sipped my coffee. “So how did you meet , anyway?”
Tom ran his fingers through his hair. “Her dad and I are on the YMCA board. He introduced me to her at a charity event. Anyway, when I broke it off, Rachel went berserk. Threw all of my stuff out of her apartment window, started calling me all hours of the night.”
“So she didn’t take it well?”
“That’s putting it mildly. She was more pissed than a bull charging a waving flag. I offered to reimburse her parents for the wedding deposits, but Rachel said she wasn’t some kind of charity case and that I could stick my money up my ass. I was just glad the whole thing was over. It’s a part of my past that I’m not too proud of.”
“Well, from the look on Rachel’s face last night, I’d say she’s still carrying the torch for you.”
“Well, she might be carrying it, but it hasn’t been lit for a long time. I’m sorry I hadn’t mentioned the engagement and near-wedding before. I guess it’s just not something I like talking about. But I would have eventually.”
I could feel the sting in my eyes and I was sure they were glassy. “You can’t keep things from me, Tom. Not something that important.”
“I’m sorry, Sue. Honestly, I would have told you. I know after what happened with Steve you probably have trust issues. Guess I just wasn’t thinking about that. I should have.”
“Well, there is a way you could make it up to me.” I smiled.
“Name it.”
“How about some shower sex?”
Tom smiled. “I thought you’d never ask. But just so you know, I don’t have any anti-skid stickers to put on the floor.”
“Somehow I think we’ll manage,” I said, running up the stairs as fast as I could.
Chapter 7
Tom
Klondike and I were walking through the park when we ran into Judy. Judy was with Gina’s mom when she died unexpectedly in New York. I used to see them walking in the park nearly every day. Now, Judy walks alone. I feel sorry for her.
She stopped and waited for me to catch up. “Hi, Tom. How’s everything?”
“Not bad. How about you?”
“Really missing Betty.”
I nodded. We started walking together. “Guess you heard I’m seeing Sue.”
Judy smiled. “Yes, Gina stopped by and filled me in on everything. I’m happy for both of you.”
“Guess you’re excited about Gina moving back home, huh?”
Judy smiled. “I am, but I just hope she knows what she’s doing. She’s spent years building her career, and to walk away from that to start over here, well, I can only say one thing, she must really love Mike.”
“I don’t think she ever stopped.” I wasn’t sure how much Gina had told Judy. Like if she knew about the rape. And if Gina hadn’t, then I didn’t want to be the one to tell her.
“Guess all that praying we did for good sperm for Gina worked out,” Judy laughed. “Just not in the way we thought it would.”
I scratched my head. I had no idea what Judy was talking about. I guess she noticed my puzzled look because she explained.
“Betty had all of us at card club praying that Gina got good sperm. That’s when she was going to get pregnant with donor sperm from a