While Jude washed the dishes, she saw a yellow flash blur past her. “Stay away from the water, Gracie.”
“Ariel and me are just gonna play Barbies in the playhouse,” Grace answered, grunting to open the sliding glass door.
“Ariel and I,” Jude said automatically. “Miles, do the ordinary rules of grammar apply to imaginary friends?”
He said, “Huh? What was that, babe?”
Jude went back to washing the dishes. She heard the sliding door thump shut and she glanced to the left.
Outside, Grace ran nimbly across the yard, toward the pink and yellow Princess Playhouse Santa had brought her last year. It was positioned just beyond the deck, on a patch of grass that looked out over the gray sandy beach.
“Come on, hurry,” Grace was yelling to her imaginary friend.
Jude dried the dishes and put them away. When she was finished, she glanced out at Grace again. She could see her granddaughter through the plastic castle’s open window. She was talking to the air while she made Barbie dance.
“You going out to the magic kingdom?” Jude asked Miles.
“In a sec. I just want to see this play.”
“Okay. I’m going to make them a chicken casserole for dinner,” Jude decided on the spot. She didn’t want Zach to be hungry when he got home from studying.
She moved through the familiar family recipe with almost no effort. Every few minutes she looked up to make sure that Grace was okay, and then she went back to work.
When the casserole was in the fridge, along with a note about cooking it, she cleaned up the kitchen again and then headed into the living room. She was about to say something to Miles when a flash of movement caught her eye.
She opened the sliding glass door and stepped out onto the weathered deck. It was a beautiful June day, with sharp blue skies and no clouds. To the right of the property was a thick stand of evergreens that blocked the view of the neighboring house.
Grace was standing by the trees.
Beside her stood a girl dressed in faded shorts and a blue T-shirt. Was it Mildred’s daughter, from next door? Was she home from college?
Then the girl turned and Jude saw her face.
Jude reached out to the sliding glass door to steady herself and was about to call for her husband when pain exploded in her chest. It hurt so much she couldn’t think, couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything except plaster her hand over her heart and fall to her knees.
*
Lexi rode down to LaRiviere Park.
As she got off the bike and looked out over the gray sandy beach, with its mounds of silvered driftwood tangled along the shore, she was assailed by memories.
She locked her bike into the rack and then moved past the driftwood, remembering the first time Zach had told her he loved her. They’d been right there …
She walked down to the pebbled beach. Here, the stones were polished to glassy perfection by the waves. Counting the houses, she knew when she reached her destination.
There it was: the old Tamarind cabin. There had been a party here once, back in her junior year of high school. Jude had never found out about that one.
Tall cedar trees ran in a thick line along one side of the property. To their right, on the lot next door, she saw a colorful plastic castle/playhouse, complete with a pointed gray turret and bright pink pennant. Beside it, perched like a baby bird at the end of the grayed deck, sat a little girl dressed in yellow. She was talking to her wrist again.
Lexi approached her daughter slowly, taking care to stay hidden by the trees. The last thing she wanted was for Zach to come storming out of the house like a Nazgul, telling her to get the hell away from his daughter.
Really, all Lexi wanted was to make sure that Grace was happy. Everything could go on as planned as long as Grace was happy.
She started to say, “Hey,” but her voice caught. She cleared her throat and tried again. “Hey, Grace.”
“I’m not s’posed to talk to strangers.”
“I’m not a stranger, Gracie. I’ve known you all your life.”
“Oh.” Grace cocked her face to the right, studying Lexi. Her lips pursed. “I saw you at school.”
“Yes.” It took everything Lexi had inside of her just to stand there. She wanted to fling herself at Grace and hold her in her arms and beg for forgiveness. Still, she took care to stand in the shade of the trees, out of the house’s view.
“You waved. How come?”
Lexi took a step closer. Her heart was taking flight. “I knew you when you were a baby.”
“Do you know my daddy?”