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“I've got to do something,” he whispered.
    Rubbing his face, he slowly turned back toward his car. When he came out into the parking lot he could see the four of them standing around the back of his car talking. As he approached, Charlotte began making emphatic motions to Kendall that stopped when she left the group to get in her car.
    “Sorry,” he said as he walked up to the others. Kendall drove past on her way up the road without looking at him, her eyes red from crying.
    * * *
    N o one spoke after getting in the car to drive out of the park. Losing control like that had scared and embarrassed him, but it was the memory of Trey and Polly holding hands that burned the worst. Up until that moment he thought he might have had a real chance with her, but the moment was gone. Now looking at her and Trey in the rear view mirror made him sad and thirsty.
    “I know it’s early, but the Spunky Monkey should be open for lunch,” Kurt said.
    “Do they even serve food?” Charlotte asked with her eyebrows raised.
    “Who cares? I only go there for the Daiquiris, and it’s five o’clock somewhere,” he said.
    “Sounds good to me,” Polly said and leaned against Trey’s shoulder.
    The Spunky Monkey sat right on the Intercoastal Waterway. It’s covered deck extended out over the water allowing them to watch birds diving after fish. Soon they found themselves sitting at a table as a cool breeze off the water surrounded them with the warm scent of a Louisiana afternoon.
    “What’s good here?” Polly asked as she looked at the menu.
    “I’m partial to strawberry myself,” Trey said as he relaxed into his chair.
    “I meant food,” Polly responded with a half-smile.
    Charlotte grinned at her and said, “The fried catfish is good, but have a daiquiri, too. They’re incredible.”
    Kurt put a smile on his face he didn’t feel and said, “Strawberry works for me, too.”
    “You’re driving,” his sister said with a dirty look his direction.
    “Want to drive home?” he asked, feeling as brittle as old wood as he rattled his keys out to her.
    She looked up in surprise. “You never let me drive your car.”
    “Maybe I’m ready to make some changes,” he whispered, willing her to see how desperately he needed a drink. She nodded and took his keys.
    As soon as the waitress brought their frozen drinks to the table, Kurt leaned over and pulled long sips of the rum concoction through the straw.
    “Damn, these are good,” Polly said after she took a sip.
    Charlotte sipped her virgin coconut daiquiri and asked, “So have you decided if you’re going back tonight or tomorrow?”
    “I’m going back tonight,” she said without meeting anyone’s eyes. Trey looked unsurprised. “I’ve got a long paper to write on drug interactions that’s due next week.”
    Kurt felt conflicted. He wanted her to stay, but he didn’t want her to leave with Trey on Sunday. “How about you come back at Christmas?” he suggested.
    “Sorry, but it’s not in the cards. Julie wants to spend their first Christmas in the new house with the kids. Plus there was some kind of year-end meeting Jack was worried about at work. And with my parents out of the country, I’m just gonna hang out with them.”
    “Maybe I’ll stop by, too,” Trey said with a grin. “While y’all were out boating yesterday I talked to Uncle Jack about getting an intern position working with him.” Kurt’s head snapped up to stare at Trey. “What? It was your idea.”
    “Oh,” Kurt said, remembering their conversation on Thursday night. “Yeah.” Polly glanced between the two of them, then stared significantly at Charlotte.
    “God, I can’t wait for school to be over,” she said, changing the subject.
    “What are you going to do after graduation?” Polly asked before taking another sip of her drink.
    “Actually I was thinking about applying for a hospital position in Houston. I mean, I want to be a surgical nurse and Houston is close enough for