Seaside Avenue (Cedar Cove #7)(42)

“Linnette? You really did it, didn’t you?”

“Mack?” Of all people, she thought her brother would understand. He hadn’t been able to attend the farewell dinner at her parents’ because of training obligations and she was pleased to hear from him.

“I just got off the phone with Mom,” he said.

“Was she still bemoaning my decision?”

“Oh, yes.” He gave a wry chuckle. “You said you were packing up and heading out, but I didn’t really believe you’d do it.”

That was another problem. No one took her seriously. Even her family and close friends hadn’t believed she’d actually follow through. She knew why, too. Linnette McAfee had always been so darned conscientious and dependable. So goody-goody, so…predictable.

“Yup, I’m out of here,” she said, forcing a note of glee into her voice.

There was a short silence. “Mom says you don’t know where you’re going.”

“I don’t. I figure I’ll know when I get there.”

“That isn’t like you.”

“Which is exactly my point.”

“This sounds more like something I’d do.”

“Yes, it does.” She’d always envied her brother his individuality and his courage. He’d been a nonconformist from the time he was in grade school. For years there’d been trouble between Mack and their dad; only recently had father and son come to a mutual understanding. Linnette, for one, was relieved that they’d worked things out.

“Stop by and see me, will you?” Mack suggested. “I’d like to talk to you before you leave.”

“I thought you were at the FireTrainingAcademy in North Bend,” she said.

“This was our last day. Let’s celebrate—I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Mack treat her? That was a laugh. Her brother was constantly broke. Besides, she wasn’t even ten miles out of Cedar Cove and already her family was weighing her down, pulling her back. “I…I don’t think so.”

“Why not?” Mack demanded. “You weren’t on any schedule.”

“No, but…”

“Then what’s the problem?”

Linnette sighed. “All right, I’ll meet you—on one condition.”

“I’m serious, I’ll buy,” her brother insisted. “Then you’ll owe me.”

“Mack, if you say a single word about me leaving Cedar Cove or bring up Cal and Vicki, I swear to you I’ll walk out of the restaurant. Now, where should I meet you?” Since he’d offered to pay, he’d probably choose a fast-food joint.

“I promise not to say a single word about the impulsive nature of your decision.”

“Fine.” After a few minutes of discussion they decided to meet at a Chinese restaurant in old downtown Issaquah. Neither had dined there before, but Mack had heard good things about the food, which was said to be plentiful and cheap. Cheap being the operative word in this case.

Mack was sitting in a booth, sipping tea, when Linnette arrived. He saluted her with the cup when she entered. She looked forward to spending a couple of hours with her brother, but she meant what she’d said earlier. One word about her decision or Cal and she’d walk out.

Mack looked good, she had to admit. Better than just about any time in the past few years. He seemed genuinely happy, and she suspected that he’d finally found his real calling. After she’d studied the menu and they’d ordered, Mack told her about his training.

“You’re qualified to be a real fireman now?” she asked.

“So they tell me.”

Her brother had held any number of jobs through the years. He’d delivered mail, worked for a moving company, been an apartment manager, a bouncer and at one time, a painter.

“Do you have a line on a job?” she asked.

Mack smiled a bit sheepishly. “Dad told me there’s another opening in Cedar Cove.”

“Do you seriously want to be that close to Mom and Dad?” Although Mack and their father seemed to get along now, Linnette wasn’t convinced that living in such close vicinity was a smart idea.

“I don’t know,” her brother told her. “I’m putting in my application there and another in LakeStevens and a third in Spokane.”

Spokane was on the other side of the state, which meant that both Linnette and her brother would no longer live near their parents.

“That’ll be good for Gloria, don’t you think?” Linnette said. The situation in their family was an unusual one. Since Gloria had grown up with adoptive parents, she didn’t have the same childhood experiences Linnette and Mack did, or the same memories; in effect, she’d been a stranger to them. The fact that Linnette was already friends with Gloria had only added to the sense of unreality. So much had happened in the past two years and now, with Cal, it all felt overwhelming.

“Gloria’s going to miss you, though.”

“I’m going to miss her, Mack. And Mom and Dad. And you…”

“You’re going to do just fine,” he told her.

“I know that.” She hadn’t intended to be so defiant. “I’m going to be more than fine. I’m going to be great.”

“You bet.”