couldn’t help but think the girl would be back once the wedding was called off. “Can you look around and tell us if Corrie’s stuff is still here? Her purse, passport?”
Her question prompted the girls to take inspection and open the room safe.
The looks on their faces spoke for them.
“Both her and Melia’s passports are gone.”
“Purses and phones, too.”
Scott Brooks patted his wife on the shoulder and followed his sons outside.
When Mrs. Brooks sat beside Mrs. Harkin to console her, Shannon ducked outside. She motioned for the girls to follow her.
Once away from the family, she played big sister.
“She didn’t say she was leaving,” the tall girl said immediately.
“It’s okay. I don’t care about that. Check in with Melia, make sure she’s with Corrie and that they’re safe. You don’t have to tell anyone where they are. Just let the family know everyone is okay. That’s all that matters.”
The girls huddled together and nodded in unison.
Standing beside his brother and telling the wedding guests that his bride had had second thoughts was the single most humiliating experience in Victor’s life, though the time in fifth grade when he was mandated to sing in a talent show wearing a green frog costume was a close second. Why that thought surfaced in his head while he was doing his best to make light of the situation, he didn’t know.
Justin stepped up and told everyone to stay and eat and drink. It was all paid for, and they wouldn’t want it to go to waste.
A couple dozen people left right away, and the others gathered in small groups and quietly ate and drank from the open bar.
Kurt and Arwin, Victor’s friends since high school, plied him with alcohol. He allowed them to hand him liquor, but he didn’t go out of his way to keep drinking it. Needing some control, Victor approached each and every guest and thanked them for coming. He shook hands with people he’d never met, friends of the Harkin family, and accepted condolences from the people he knew in the crowd.
He heard a chorus of: “Maybe she’ll change her mind.” “She’ll be back when she realizes what she lost.” “No worries. There are other women out there.”
Yeah, it was all placating crap. The kind of encouragement he’d offer if the shoe were on the other foot.
Only it was his toes stuck in the shit.
And it stank.
What the hell was he going to say to his staff when he returned home? He’d be sitting in the frog suit all over again. Everyone he’d told he was getting married would ask about the missus, and he’d have to relive this moment. He’d worked his whole life to avoid times like this.
A hand on his shoulder snapped him out of his thoughts. He turned, on autopilot, a grin in place.
His mother’s soft smile pulled him back to his reality.
“How are you holding up?”
“I’m good.”
Her eyes narrowed, concern on her brow. “You know you don’t have to stick around here. Your brother offered to take you out with your friends to get shitfaced, I think is how he put it.”
The closer the evening closed in, the more appealing that became. “I need to make sure everything is okay here.”
“No, you don’t. Your dad and I will see that everything is taken care of for you.”
“I can do it.”
She patted his arm. “You were always so independent. Never letting anyone do for you what you could do for yourself. Let us do this for you. This isn’t where you want to be tonight. Corrie’s parents are already gone, packing up.”
“I thought they were waiting for her to come back.” To drag her to the altar, not that Victor would accept that now.
His mom looked at her feet, avoiding his eyes.
“Mom?”
“She’s not coming back. Noel, is it? Her friend?”
Victor nodded.
“She let us know that she’s okay. And that she asked her friends to pack all her stuff and send it with her parents, or ship it home.”
Victor turned toward the ocean breeze and caught the last rays of sun on the horizon. What a coward, not even willing to face him. “You were right.”
“I was?”
“Yeah. You said she was too young.”
His mom stood in front of him and forced him to look at her.
On a deep sigh, she said, “I also told you she wasn’t the right woman for you, despite her age. But that doesn’t make today any easier.” She kissed his cheek. “Now, go with your brother. Let your dad and I handle