that.â Jamie pulled her feet from the sand and began walking slowly toward the pier. âAnd thatâs what this whole trip to Seaside Cove is all aboutâclimbing out of that deep hole. Renewing, recharging, regrouping. Figuring out what I want. In a place where nothingâs familiar. Where I donât know anyone, and no one knows me or about the humiliating crapfest my life had become. And best of all, where Iâm not responsible for anyone other than myself. No demands, no stress, no pressure. Ha. Whenâs the last time that happened?â
âJunior high maybe?â Kate suggested.
âThatâs about right. Paradise Lost is looking better and better.â
âExactly. The house might stinkââ
ââliterally,â broke in Jamie with a grimace.
âBut you donât have the stress of working every day with Laurel. Getting away from that toxic situation and relationship is the best gift you could possibly give yourself.â
Jamieâs throat tightened. âI know . . . but that doesnât mean Laurelâs betrayal still doesnât hurt. And majorly piss me off. For cryinâ out loud, rule number one of the Girl Code clearly states that ex-boyfriends are off limitsâtherefore, it should be obvious that current boyfriends are really off limits. Especially to oneâs own sister!â
âAbsolutely,â Kate agreed. âBee-yotch should be beaten with her damn designer shoes.â
âThen thereâs the other side of that extremely tarnished coinânot only did Raymond cheat on me with my sister, but with my older sister. Seriously, how many women get dumped for an older woman? And not just a month or two older, but eight years ! Talk about insult to injury.â Oh, yeah, sheâd definitely reached a new low rung on the self-esteem ladder there.
âJust goes to show you what a shithead he is,â Kate said. âShe and Raymond deserve each other.â
Jamie knew it. Yet the mention of Raymondâs name still pissed her off, although at this point she wasnât certain if she was more angry at him for cheating on her, or at herself for so badly misjudging his character.
âUh-oh,â said Kate. âYouâve gotten very quiet, which canât be good. Repeat after me: Raymondâs a shithead. Go onâsay it.â
A tired laugh escaped Jamie. âRaymondâs a shithead,â she repeated dutifully. Then she sighed. Over the past week sheâd spent countless hours trying to figure out how she could have been so wrong about him, have allowed herself to fall in love with someone so lacking in integrity. Had the signs been there and sheâd just ignored them? Had she really loved himâor had her head been turned by his wealthy lifestyle? And if so, what did that say about her?
Nothing she liked, thatâs for sure.
Sheâd always believed herself a fairly astute judge of people, but sheâd really missed the mark with Raymond. Just more questions to ponder on this Seaside Cove Road to Rediscovery. In the meanwhile, maybe someday she wouldnât feel like whacking Raymond and Laurel upside their cheating heads with her cat carrier, but today was not that day.
âGood girl,â Kate said. âRepeat as needed. And donât forgetâthe best way to get over a man is to get under a new one.â
Jamie expelled a humorless sound. âI want another man like I want a flea infestation.â
âIâm talking about indulging in a summer flingânothing serious.â
âFlings arenât my style.â
âI know, but doing things that arenât your normal style is what this trip is all about.â
âTrue. But I want to do them alone . I came here to get away from people.â
âJust keep an open mind. Now tell me, seriously, how are you feeling?â
Jamie stopped walking and stared out at the waves. âI donât really