Love In Between(23)

“Wow, I had no idea that you’re the daughter of Johnny Gilmore. He’s a legend.” He smiled. “The way he merged the sounds of the late 70’s and early 80’s was amazing. He’s a musical genius. He created a sound that no one could duplicate, and everyone said it was because of this guitar.”

I was getting pissed off with the way he idolized my father. He may have been a musical genius, but nobody knew the way he lived his life like I did. Luke’s phone went off, so he pulled it from his pocket and then looked up at me.

“I have to go. Sam and Gretchen are leaving, and I need to get back to Charley. Thanks for the beer,” he said as he headed towards the door. He stopped as he put his hand on the knob and looked at me. “Come to the beach with us tomorrow.”

I didn’t know what to say at that point. Did I want to go? Was he only asking me because now he knows who my father is? Are we really friends? I started to question everything about our time spent together, and he put me on the spot.

“Sure, I’ll go. It sounds like fun.”

“Great. I’ll see you tomorrow then.” He smiled.

After locking the door behind him, I pressed my forehead against it, immediately regretting my decision. I can’t let this happen again.





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Luke

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Charley was sleeping peacefully as I carefully opened the door and peeked into the room. Closing the door as silently as I could, I grabbed a pillow and a blanket from the hall closet, set them on the couch, sat down, and ran my hands through my hair. I couldn’t believe that Lily was Johnny Gilmore’s daughter. I remembered her father having passed away about two years ago, but I didn’t recall hearing anything about her mother or sister, so I decided to get up and bring my laptop back to the couch. I did some online searching, and because her parents were divorced for the past ten years, I couldn’t find anything on them until an article popped up that caught my attention. The headline read: ‘80’s Musical Legend’s Daughter Calls off Wedding’. I clicked on the headline to bring up the article.

“Lily Gilmore, daughter of 80’s musical legend, Johnny Gilmore, calls off wedding after she caught her fiancé having relations with her sister, in the church, on their wedding day. Sources say Miss Gilmore caused quite a scene outside the church, climbed into a limousine and then hasn’t been seen since...”

I looked at the date of the article, and it was dated a little over a year ago. At that moment, it had occurred to me that she lied to me about her family. The only person in her family that had passed away was her father, whereas her mother and sister were still alive. I set my laptop on the coffee table and laid myself down on the couch with my hands behind my head. Why would she lie to me? I couldn’t understand her motive, and I was pissed. There’s one thing in my life that I hated most and will not tolerate—people who lie.

***

I awoke to the feeling of tapping on my shoulder. I opened one eye and saw Charley standing over me, smiling.

“Wake up; I’m hungry,” she said.

“Ok, ok, I’m getting up.”

I sat up on the couch and rubbed my eyes. “What time is it, Charley?”

She looked at the clock in the kitchen. “It’s seven o’clock.”

“May I ask why you’re up so early?”

“Uncle Luke, it’s not early for a kid my age.”

I couldn’t help but smile as I gave her a kiss on the top of her head. “What do you want for breakfast?”

“I want your smiley pancakes.” She smiled.

I walked into the kitchen and took out everything I needed to make pancakes. Charley loved the way I made them. Her favorite part is when I use chocolate chips for the eyes and whipped cream for the smile.

“Don’t forget the eyes, Uncle Luke!” she shouted from the couch.

“Don’t worry, Charley, I won’t.”

The pancakes were cooking on the griddle when Sam walked through the door.

“Damn, Luke, those smell good.”

“Want some?”

“Yeah, I’m starving. Gretchen had a photo shoot this morning, so we didn’t get to eat.”

I poured more batter onto the hot griddle.

“Hey, don’t forget to make them smiley,” Sam said as he turned and looked at Charley.

Charley looked at him and giggled. I rolled my eyes. Sam walked into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee.

“I pulled up an article last night about Lily,” I said to him.

“Are you stalking her or something?” he asked.

“No. Do you know who her father was?” I could tell by the way Sam looked at me that he already knew. “You *, you knew and didn’t tell me?”

“Uncle Luke, language!” Charley yelled from the couch.

“Sorry, peanut. Please, don’t tell your mom.”

“The article said that she caught her fiancé with her sister on the day of their wedding.”

“Yeah, I only found that out from Gretchen,” Sam said as he poured some coffee into his cup and sat on the bar stool. “I asked Lily about it, but she got really pissed and told me to forget that I even knew about it.”