What Happens in Paradise - Elin Hilderbrand Page 0,98
Jacob’s Ladder.”
“You’re probably right,” Tilda says. “Town it is.”
“And how will you get home from town?” Cash asks.
“You’re being overprotective,” Tilda murmurs.
“I’m being responsible,” Cash says. “She’s twelve.” He looks at Maia in the rearview mirror. “How are you getting home? Shane’s parents?”
“Huck is coming to get me,” Maia says. “His charter ran late.”
“Okay,” Cash says. Reluctantly, he pulls his phone out. He has two missed calls from Baker and one missed call from Ayers, which he hopes is work-related. He shoots her a text: What’s up?
A second later, she responds: I need your advice.
No, Cash thinks. He’s not getting in the middle of this.
As soon as the kids climb out at Powell Park, Cash reaches over and pulls Tilda in for a kiss. “So we’re a couple, huh?”
“Yes,” Tilda says. “We are.”
Cash becomes so light-headed thinking about this that they get all the way to Jumbie Bay before he realizes that Maia was lying to him. Huck’s charter didn’t run late. Huck didn’t have a charter today. Irene told Cash that this morning. She was home all day.
“Turn the car around,” he says to Tilda.
They head back to Powell Park, where they dropped Maia and Shane off, but of course the kids are gone. Cash calls Maia and gets her voicemail.
“What do you want to do?” Tilda asks.
“Loop around, please,” Cash says. He hangs out the window of the Rover scanning the ferry dock, which is packed with workers headed back to St. Thomas. Did Maia and Shane get on the ferry? The thought makes Cash ill. They pass the jewelry store, the timeshare office, Slim Man’s parking lot. Then Tilda has to make a decision—right toward Drink and Gallows Point or left past the Lime Inn and De Coal Pot?
“Arrrgh, I don’t know,” Cash says. “I should never have let her get out of the car in town. It’s just, I knew she and Shane had hung out in town together before, but now it’s dark and she lied to me, so she must be doing something she doesn’t want Huck to know about.”
Tilda turns left. They pass the Dog House and the Longboard and Our Market and Cap’s, then Tilda takes a right and says, “Maybe they went for pizza. Let’s check Ronnie’s.”
Tilda pulls up out front and Cash runs in, looks around. No Maia, no Shane.
“She likes Candi’s Barbecue,” Tilda says. “I remember Rosie telling me that. Let’s swing by and if she’s not there, we’ll call Huck.”
“I don’t have Huck’s number,” Cash says. “I’ll call my mother if she’s not at Candi’s.”
Maia is not at Candi’s. Cash climbs back into the Rover and stares at his phone. He calls Maia’s phone again and again, it goes directly to voicemail.
“She’s ghosting me,” he says.
Tilda laughs. “Maybe. Or maybe her phone died. Or maybe she turned her phone off because she wants to kiss Shane in peace.”
“You’re not making me feel any better,” Cash says.
“Sorry, sorry,” Tilda says. “Okay, let’s think. Do you want me to take you home or run you up to Huck’s?”
“Home,” Cash says. “The last thing I want to do is face Huck.”
When Cash and Tilda arrive at the villa, Irene is sitting at the kitchen table, paging through a House Beautiful.
“Cash,” she says, standing up. “And you must be…”
“Tilda. It’s nice to meet you, Mrs. Steele.”
“Are you kids hungry? I haven’t given a single thought to dinner, though I probably should, it’s getting late—”
“Mom,” Cash says. He’s not sure why he feels so panicked. Maia has probably already made it home. Shane’s parents probably came and picked them up. But what if they didn’t? Cash should have insisted on taking Maia straight home. She acted like a full-blown teenager but she’s only twelve. Twelve! “We hiked the Esperance Trail with Maia and her friend Shane.”
“Oh, that’s nice,” Irene says.
“Then she asked us to drop her off in town,” Tilda says.
“She told us Huck would pick her up,” Cash says. “She told us it wouldn’t be an inconvenience because his charter was running late…”
“Wait,” Irene says. “What?” Cash watches Irene snap into parenting mode and it’s like being transported back in time fifteen years. “Let me call Huck.” Irene fishes her cell phone out of her bag and dials. Cash can hear her reach Huck’s recording.
“He’s not answering,” she says. “And I don’t want to leave a message and panic him. Maybe Maia is home and they’re sitting down to dinner.”