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He’s basically told me he fears that going to meet my parents—even telling her he’s going—will do exactly that. For the first time, I wonder if I’ve done the right thing. I don’t want to be selfish. But when it comes to Caleb, I’m afraid that’s exactly what I am.
 
“If I had any cash on me, I’d pay to know what you’re thinking,” says Caleb.
I glance toward the bathroom. Catherine’s in there, blow-drying her hair. My pumpkin pie sits on the table covered in foil. We’re leaving for Amy’s to have Thanksgiving dinner as soon as Catherine’s ready. “My thoughts aren’t worth that much.”
He skims his fingers along my hairline. “They are to me.”
I look into his eyes, focusing on that tiny dot of pure blue that I love so much. “Will it be weird, having me there at the table?”
He moves closer, his fingers closing gently around the back of my neck. “The whole thing is weird, Romy, but in a good way.” His lips have just touched mine when the bathroom door opens. Caleb steps away from me instantly.
“I’m ready,” Catherine announces as she strides down the hall. She’s wearing a sleeveless dress with leaves on it and her hair falls in waves over her shoulders. Her arms rise from her sides as she looks at Caleb, and he grins.
“You look nice,” he offers.
Catherine’s gaze flits to me. “I love that dress,” I say quickly. “But maybe … a sweater?” It’s thirty degrees outside.
There’s a dull, dark look in her eye. I’m seeing it increasingly often, and it makes my palms sweat. She rubs her hands over her bare arms. “I’ll wear a jacket.”
I grab my pie and we set off. I drive, because Caleb’s truck doesn’t easily accommodate three people. He sits in the back so Catherine doesn’t have to. He doesn’t want her to feel like a third wheel, and I agree; I wouldn’t want her to feel unwanted, but at the same time, I wish I could hold his hand. I’m nervous about this dinner with Amy and her family.
As I pull onto Main Street, my heart jolts, and I squint into the rearview mirror. I could have sworn I just saw a red Acura a few cars behind us. Alex …
“Whoa, eyes to the front!” Catherine yelps, and I refocus in time to brake suddenly at a red light.
I let out a shaky breath. “Sorry.”
“Are you all right?” Caleb asks from the back. His eyes search mine in the mirror.
“Yeah …” I look away from him and give myself a little mental shake. There’s nothing back there, and I have the restraining order, and Alex is simply not that stupid. I can’t believe I’m freaking out over something like this. “Sorry—I got distracted for a second. It won’t happen again.”
I spend the entire drive flicking my gaze back to the rearview.
When we pull up to Amy’s house, Catherine immediately gets out and jogs up the walk like a little kid. Caleb unfolds himself from my backseat and takes my hand. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks. “Are you really that nervous about being with Amy and her family?”
“Maybe a little,” I say, clutching my pie.
Dinner goes smoothly, and the credit for that goes to Reeve and Damien, because the two of them are cute as buttons and hold everyone’s attention. It keeps all of them from awkward silences in which they can remember everything they’ve been through. When we’re done eating, Caleb goes into the living room to watch football with Derrick, Catherine plays with the boys, and I go to the kitchen to help Amy with the dishes.
“Thanks for letting me come along,” I say as I scrape plates.
“No problem,” says Amy, looking thoughtful as she carves up the rest of the turkey. “Caleb said he wanted you here.”
I smile. “That’s good to know.”
“He thinks you’re good for Catherine.”
My smile falters and I make sure my face is turned away. “She’s really important to him.”
“He’s going to want to keep a close eye on her in the next few weeks. She struggles with this season. Last year, she was hospitalized. The year before that, she ran off, and my mom really freaked out. Caleb found her at the bus station and brought her back, but she didn’t want to come and nearly made him wreck his truck while he was driving her home.”
I cringe. “So what’s the plan for this year? Have you guys talked about it?”
Amy’s forehead wrinkles. “Plan?”
“Yeah. If she struggles with the season and tends to go into crisis, what’s the safety plan?”
“Caleb, I guess. I assumed he’d watch out for her.”
“He’s coming with me to my parents’ Christmas party on the twenty-third,” I blurt.
Amy freezes mid-slice, a strip of turkey meat sagging away from her knife blade. “Are you taking Katie?”
I stare at her, emotion swirling like a hurricane inside me. “No.” I wish I could erase the last fifteen seconds from her mind. I can’t believe I told her. Caleb’s going to be so upset … but maybe … maybe this is good. Maybe we can be proactive now. Hopefully he’ll forgive me. “We’ll be gone for less than two days,” I say. “This is his first time meeting my family.”
Amy meets my gaze for a few seconds, and then she returns to her task. “It’s a very busy week for us,” she says blandly,

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Dia pada dasarnya telah menyuruh saya ia takut yang akan bertemu dengan orang tua saya — bahkan mengatakan dia akan-akan melakukan hal itu. Untuk pertama kalinya, aku bertanya-tanya jika saya telah melakukan hal yang benar. Aku tidak ingin menjadi egois. Tapi ketika datang ke Caleb, aku takut thats persis apa yang saya. "Kalau aku punya uang tunai pada saya, saya akan membayar untuk mengetahui apa yang Anda berpikir," kata Kaleb.Aku melirik ke arah kamar mandi. Catherine's di sana, Blow-pengeringan rambut. Pie labu saya duduk di atas meja yang tercakup dalam foil. Kami akan berangkat Amy untuk makan malam Thanksgiving segera Catherine's siap. "Pikiran saya tidak pantas bahwa banyak."Ia skims jarinya sepanjang garis rambut saya. "Mereka adalah kepadaku."Saya melihat ke matanya, berfokus pada titik yang kecil biru murni yang aku cinta begitu banyak. "Itu akan aneh, karena saya di sana di meja?"Dia bergerak lebih dekat, jari menutup dengan lembut di sekitar bagian belakang leher saya. "Seluruh hal aneh, Romy, tetapi dalam cara yang baik." Bibirnya hanya telah menyentuh saya ketika pintu kamar mandi terbuka. Kaleb langkah dari saya langsung."Saya siap," Catherine mengumumkan sebagai dia langkah menyusuri lorong. Dia mengenakan gaun tanpa lengan dengan daun di atasnya dan rambutnya jatuh dalam gelombang di atas bahunya. Tangannya naik dari kedua karena dia tampak pada Kaleb, dan ia grins."Anda terlihat bagus," Dia menawarkan.Catherine's pandangan depan saya. "Aku mencintai gaun itu," kataku dengan cepat. "Tapi mungkin... sweter?" Ini adalah tiga puluh derajat di luar.Ada terlihat kusam, gelap di matanya. Saya melihat itu semakin sering, dan itu membuat saya palms berkeringat. Dia mengusap tangannya atas tangan telanjang. "Aku akan memakai jaket."Aku mengambil kue saya dan kami berangkat. Aku mengemudi, karena Caleb truk tidak mudah menampung tiga orang. Ia duduk di belakang sehingga Catherine tidak perlu. Dia tidak ingin dia merasa seperti sebuah roda yang ketiga, dan saya setuju; Saya tidak ingin dia merasa yang tidak diinginkan, tapi pada saat yang sama, aku berharap aku bisa memegang tangannya. Aku gugup tentang makan malam ini dengan Amy dan keluarganya.Seperti yang saya tarik ke Main Street, goncangan hati saya, dan saya juling ke spion. Saya bisa bersumpah aku hanya melihat Acura merah beberapa mobil di belakang kami. Alex..."Wah, mata ke depan!" Catherine tidur, dan saya memfokuskan kembali pada waktunya untuk rem tiba-tiba di lampu merah.Aku mengeluarkan napas goyah. "Maaf.""Apakah Anda saja?" Kaleb meminta dari belakang. Matanya Cari saya di cermin."ya..." Aku memandang dirinya dan memberi diriku sedikit goyang mental. Tidak ada yang kembali ke sana, dan aku punya perintah penahanan, dan Alex adalah tidak hanya yang bodoh. Aku tidak percaya aku panik atas sesuatu seperti ini. "Maaf — saya mendapat terganggu untuk kedua. Itu tidak akan terjadi lagi."Aku menghabiskan seluruh drive menjentikkan pandangan kembali ke kaca.Ketika kita tarik ke rumah Amy's, Catherine segera keluar dan JOG menaiki berjalan seperti anak kecil. Kaleb terbentang dirinya dari kursi belakang saya dan mengambil tangan saya. "Apakah Anda yakin kau baik-baik saja?" Dia bertanya. "Apakah Anda benar-benar gugup tentang menjadi dengan Amy dan keluarganya?""Mungkin sedikit," kataku, mencengkeram kue saya.Makan malam berjalan lancar, dan kredit untuk itu pergi ke Reeve dan Damien, karena mereka berdua cute sebagai tombol dan menahan perhatian semua orang. Itu membuat mereka semua dari canggung keheningan di mana mereka bisa mengingat segalanya mereka telah melalui. Ketika kami selesai makan, Caleb masuk ke ruang tamu untuk menonton sepak bola dengan Derrick, Catherine bermain dengan anak-anak, dan aku pergi ke dapur untuk membantu Amy dengan piring."Terima kasih untuk membiarkan saya datang," kataku seperti saya mengikis piring."Tidak masalah," kata Amy, mencari perhatian seperti dia mengukir up sisa kalkun. "Caleb mengatakan ia ingin Anda di sini."Aku tersenyum. "Itu baik untuk tahu.""Dia berpikir Anda baik untuk Catherine."Saya tersenyum goyah dan saya memastikan wajah saya berbalik. "Dia benar-benar penting kepadanya.""Ia akan ingin untuk tetap menutup mata pada dirinya dalam beberapa minggu ke depan. Dia berjuang dengan musim ini. Tahun lalu, dia sedang dirawat. Tahun sebelum itu, ia lari, dan ibuku benar-benar ketakutan. Kaleb menemukannya di Stasiun bus dan membawanya pulang, tetapi ia tidak mau datang dan hampir membuat dia kecelakaan truk-nya saat ia mengendarai mobil pulang."Saya merasa ngeri. "Jadi apa adalah rencana untuk tahun ini? Apakah kalian berbicara tentang hal itu?"Amy's dahi keriput. "Rencana?""ya. Jika dia berjuang dengan musim dan cenderung untuk pergi ke krisis, apa keselamatan rencana?"“Caleb, I guess. I assumed he’d watch out for her.”“He’s coming with me to my parents’ Christmas party on the twenty-third,” I blurt.Amy freezes mid-slice, a strip of turkey meat sagging away from her knife blade. “Are you taking Katie?”I stare at her, emotion swirling like a hurricane inside me. “No.” I wish I could erase the last fifteen seconds from her mind. I can’t believe I told her. Caleb’s going to be so upset … but maybe … maybe this is good. Maybe we can be proactive now. Hopefully he’ll forgive me. “We’ll be gone for less than two days,” I say. “This is his first time meeting my family.”Amy meets my gaze for a few seconds, and then she returns to her task. “It’s a very busy week for us,” she says blandly,