“I feel better. I got the closure I’ve been waiting for the last decade.”
“Those people are ass-wipes,” Evie deadpans.
“Thank you for stepping in. All of you. And Evie for giving them the scolding of their life.”
She chuckles. “Yeah. They’re lucky I spoke before Nate threw his fists around.”
“I wouldn’t—”
“Oh, please,” she cuts him off. “You were one second away from murdering the bastard.”
“I’m not a violent person,” he mumbles.
“Don’t worry, it would have been deserved,” Prue says, stopping thechair in front of the elevator to press on the call button.
“Like every single person I punched in my life.”
I see her roll her eyes but don’t add anything.
No matter what he said, my heart and head feel lighter.
That’s one thing off my list…
38
I’VE GOT EVERYTHING I NEED
Prudence: You okay? You’re shaking.
Jack: Just the nerves.
Jack: I feel okay, though.
Prudence: I should have slapped him.
Prudence: Or mom, for that matter.
Jack: It’s okay, really.
Prudence: Ikram was holding your chair and shaking from rage and Nate’s knuckles were fucking white from holding his fist so tight.
Prudence: We’re not alone.
Jack: Oh my god, can we talk about Evie and how she scolded them like they were just two spoiled children?
Prudence: I wish I could have that moment on video.
Jack: I’m so happy to have them all in our life.
JACK
Tham, Amy, and Naveen finally arrive and Prue and I drop our phones back on the table. They all sit on the three chairs left, and we’re all facing each other on the fancy round table of the hotel’s restaurant.
I spent the whole drive back in the car, once again sandwiched between Ikram and Prue, both of them holding my hands like they were scared I’d run away.
And now that we’re here, the atmosphere is definitely getting awkward and tense again.
I risk a glance towards Prue and notice that Nate’s arm is reaching for her under the table. Probably just holding her hand, but the sight makes me smile slightly and I look away, focusing instead on the reassuring touch of Ikram’s hand on my knee, completely at odds with the wary looks he gives Prue and I’s siblings.
