How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 89

Elodie had just arrived at the airport. After checking her luggage, she finally replied, "Around four thirty."

There was a brief silence on the other end. "Got it. Wait for me when you land. I'll drive you back into the city."

She could only assume it was her grandmother who'd nudged him into making this call.

Still, after what happened last night, she hesitated.

Jarrod seemed to pick up on it. His tone was almost amused, "Grandma asked me to bring you home."

He was using her grandmother as a shield. Elodie frowned, her brow tightening. "...When are you planning to tell her?"

"Jarrod, they're starting to board." Sylvie's voice suddenly broke in from his side of the call.

Then-beep, beep, beep.

He'd hung up.

She wasn't even sure he'd heard what she said.

And as for what happened last night, it was as if it hadn't even registered with him.

If she'd heard right just now... the boarding announcement on his end sounded exactly like hers.

Were they on the same flight?

Elodie almost laughed.

supposed to give her a ride home when

not to waste

Fairview Crossing to Eldermere took about

a lift back to the

found a seat and tried

No answer.

he'd get back to her once he'd sorted out whatever

out her laptop and got to

in the cramped waiting area. Eventually, her neck stiff and

forty minutes

no word

keep waiting. She closed her laptop

she arrived at the taxi stand, her phone buzzed. Esmeralda's

the hospital for a saline IV-tonsillitis, can you believe it?—and who do I

glancing up at

chill crept through

looked away, pulling her collar tighter before climbing into a

Well. That explained everything.

to let her know, or answer her call.

point of offering her a ride

her eyes for a moment and asked gently, "How

it could only mean one thing-Sylvie must have had some sort of crisis, one that made Jarrod drop everything and forget

coughed, muttering, "I could hardly talk, but seeing those two? I

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