Sex and Vanity(91)

CHAPTER NINETEEN


The Preppie Guru Lounge



Amagansett, Long Island


Lucie wandered through the healing center, peeking into the various spaces. There was an afternoon Ashtanga class in the big lotus lounge, a five elements acupuncture session in the chakra lounge, and no sign of Charlotte in the juice bar. Where could she be? Lucie walked to the back where the staff offices were and heard some voices coming from Auden’s private lounge. She poked her head in and saw Charlotte relaxing on the Flag Halyard chair facing the door.

“Lucie! Come in,” Charlotte said with a little wave.

Lucie entered the room, expecting to see Auden seated at his usual place on the sofa against the wall, but in his place sat Rosemary.

“Oh! Hi,” Lucie said, recoiling a little.

“Rosemary is here seeking temporary refuge from her movers. I took an Uber here when I found out where she was.”

“I hope I’m not interrupting you two.”

“Not at all, Lucie. Not at all,” Charlotte said with a strange look on her face.

“Um … Mom’s outside waiting.”

“Yes, I’m sure she is.” Charlotte got up from her comfy perch reluctantly and said, “I shall go to your mother.”

Lucie attempted to make a quick break for the door, but Charlotte blocked her way. “No, no, you stay.”

“What?” Lucie said in shock.

“Yes, be a dear and keep Rosemary company for a while,” Charlotte said with a smirk as she left the room.

As she arrived at the car, Marian sighed in relief. “Oh, good, Lucie found you!”

“Yes, thank you so much for coming all the way here to pick me up!” Charlotte said as she got into the convertible.

“But where’s Lucie?”

“Lucie won’t be joining us. We’d best head home first.”

“Huh? What is the girl doing now?”

“Don’t worry, she’s going to be quite occupied for a while.”

“I don’t get it. What’s Lucie up to? If she thinks I’m driving back here to pick her up, she’s out of her mind.”

“You’re quite right. She has been out of her mind, but I think she’s going to be fine now. Rosemary will set her straight.”

“Rosemary? Rosemary is here at the Preppie Guru Lounge?”

“Just drive, Marian, and I’ll explain.”

After Charlotte had left the room, Lucie turned to Rosemary with a sense of dread. She had known she would have to face the music eventually for all her machinations, but she didn’t expect it would happen now. She assumed Charlotte and Rosemary had talked, and all hell would break loose now.

But instead of being angry, Rosemary gazed at her mournfully. “Lucie, this is very hard for me to say, but I am sorry. Very, very sorry. I truly am ashamed.”

Lucie was baffled. “Ashamed of what?”

“I’m ashamed for my son. He finally told me everything, on Sunday morning. How he loves you. How he hurt you and embarrassed you. I’m sorry, I never knew a thing, dear. I didn’t know you two had a little romance in Capri, and I certainly didn’t know about the terrible drone thing until Charlotte just told me. Oh my, what you’ve been through all because of my silly son!”

“It’s okay, Mrs. Zao. It was a long time ago,” Lucie said, rather surprised at Rosemary’s words.

“And then for George to try to win your love again in East Hampton, when you are already engaged. Aye yie yie, my son has no shame. I know how he must have offended you and Cecil. As his mother, I am ashamed too. Because it’s all my fault.”

“How is any of this your fault?”

“I have always encouraged George to pursue his passions, to always seek out his truth and follow his heart. I just didn’t know he would go so far following his heart that he would end up hurting you like this. That’s why I have to leave.”

“You’re leaving?”

“I moved out of Shittinghurst today and I’ve also retracted my offer on the cute little apartment in your building. Who was I kidding? I would have never been accepted by that board anyway. It’s such a nice building, I’m sure they don’t want more than one Chinese family.”

Lucie sank down on the Wegner chair, not sure what to say. She had succeeded beyond her wildest imagination in getting rid of the Zaos, and now she was flooded with guilt.

“But where will you live?”

“Don’t worry about me. I have so many houses. I think I want to go back to Hong Kong for a while, and then I’ll see where George lands.”

“What do you mean ‘where George lands’?” Lucie asked.

“George resigned from his job this morning.”

“Noooo!”

“Yes, he’s going to look for a job in another city. He says it’s too painful to be here.”

“No, no, no. Can you stop him? He really shouldn’t have to give up his job.” Lucie rose from her chair in alarm.

“He wanted to quit his job.”

“But he was doing so well there! Isn’t he about to start a big new project in Queens? The apartments made out of trash?”

“It’s out of the question now, Lucie. Come on, how can my son be here, after all he’s done to you?”