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I don't.

I just want you to know that."

"Christ," he breathed.

"Please stop, Eva."

"I'm done.I hope you find - " My hand clenched in my lap.

"Never mind.Good-bye."

I hung up and dropped the phone on my bed.

I stripped off my clothes on the way to the shower and set the ring Gideon had given me on the counter.

I turned the water on as hot as I could stand it and sank numbly to the floor of the stall.

I had nothing left.


Chapter 17


For the rest of Saturday and Sunday, my dad and I bounced all over the city.

I made sure he did the food thing, taking him to Junior's for cheesecake, Gray's Papaya for hot dogs, and John's for pizza, which we took back to the apartment to share with Cary.

We went up to the top of the Empire State Building, which also satisfied the Statue of Liberty requirement as far as my dad was concerned.

We enjoyed a matinee show on Broadway.

We walked to Times Square, which was hot and crowded and smelled awful but had some interesting - and a few half- na**d - street performers.

I snapped pictures with my phone and sent them to Cary for a laugh.

My dad was impressed with the emergency responder presence in the city and liked seeing the police officers on horseback as much as I did.

We took a ride around Central Park in a horse- drawn carriage and braved the subway together.

I took him to Rockefeller Center and Macy's and the Crossfire, which he admitted was an impressive building more than capable of holding its own among other impressive buildings.

But through it all, we were just hanging out.

Mostly walking and talking and simply being together.

I finally learned how he'd met my mom.

Her sleek little sports car had gotten a flat tire and she'd ended up at the auto shop where he was working.

Their story reminded me of the old Billy Joel hit "Uptown Girl," and I told him so.

My dad laughed and said it was one of his favorite songs.

He said he could still see her sliding out from behind the wheel of her expensive little toy car and rocking his world.

She was the most beautiful thing he'd seen before or since .

until I came along.

"Do you resent her, Daddy?" "I used to."