Moon Dance (41 page)

"
Why, Gordon
…
"
Delia turned to him, clearly taken off guard.
"
Tickets to where?"

"
It's a surprise." He beamed. "Suffice it to say that Georgia has the right idea. You desperately need some time away, and I'm determined that you shall have it. Pack lots of beach wear. Think tropical. Think casual. Think the day after tomorrow."

"That soon? I'll need to pack
…
"

"
Then I suggest we leave for Westboro first thing in the morning."

"
But, Gordon, my girls…
"

"
Are fine now." His voice softened and he touched her arm gently.
"
Georgia is going back to her farm, and Laura is re-opening the inn tomorrow."

"
But you had planned to have a new diver
start this week…
" Delia protested.

"
Tucker will be here. I think I can safely leave things in his hands. As can you, my dear. You won't need to worry about Laura with Tucker here to watch after her."

"Mother, Gordon is absolutely right. You're out of excuses. You'll simply have to go," Georgia shrugged.

"Go where?" Laura joined them on the porch.

"Gordon is taking Mom on a trip. A getaway to a tropical beach." Georgia grinned.

"Wonderful," Laura nodded approvingly.
"
Where are you going?"

"I don't know. Gordon planned it. It's a surprise." Delia smiled as if still getting over the shock that someone had done for her what she might do for others.

"Will the trip require a passport?" Laura's dark hair slid from the clips that held it back from her face, and , she raised her hands to re-secure the long strands.

"Yes," Gordon nodded.

"It will?" Delia turned to him, her eyebrows raised in a question
.

"Yes. You do have one…
?"

"Of course. Hmmm. A tropical beach for which I'll need a passport—Mexico, perhaps?"

"Don't bother asking. I'm not going to spoil it for you. But I think you'll love it there." Gordon said.

"I'm sure I will." The smile spread slowly across Delia's face, one side to the other. "Oh, I'm certain I will. Well, I suppose I should call Mrs. Colson and have her ready a few things for me."

Delia winked at Gordon, then kissed both of her daughters' foreheads on her way into the inn.

"That's lovely tha
t you've planned something spe
cial for Mom, Gordon," Georgia told him. "She's always doing such things for us. It's wonderful to see the tables turned."

"Your mother is such a very special lady. And she's been through so much over the past week. I think she needs a little time
away. I was hoping you'd ap
prove."

"Approve?" Georgia and Laura exclaimed in unison.

"I for one am delighted," Georgia assured him, and Laura nodded in agreement.

"Absolutely. Now," Georgia leaned forward and whispered, "you can tell us where you're taking her. We won't tell. Promise."

"Sorry, girls," he laughed. "It's a secret."

"But what if we nee
d to get in touch with her…
"

"Tucker has the phone number of the hotel where we'll be staying." Gordon laughed. "And don't think you'll sweet talk it out of him, either, Laura. He's been sworn to secrecy."

"Well, I guess it would take some of the thrill out of being swept away to a secret place if your children know where you're going." Laura conceded.

"Ah, there's Tucker coming up from the beach. Excuse me, I need to go over a few things with him before I leave." Gordon crossed the front porch with an easy stride and bounded down the steps and across the lawn.

"Now, is Gordon the most incredible man?" Georgia sighed. "The most perfect man for Mother?"

"He really is," Laura nodded enthusiastically. "And he does seem to adore her."

"And she is certainly sweet on him. And oh, to have him plan a
romantic vacation for her…
" Georgia sighed again. "I'm so happy for her. She deserves the very best."

"I think she's found the very best." Laura's eyes followed Gordon as he crossed the street and stood on the sidewalk talking to Tucker.
"And you!" Laura asked, her eyes taking on a bit of a mischievous glow. "When were you going to tell me about you and Matt?"

"Oh." Georgia grinned. "I was going to tell you.
that time Matt and I came to the inn to go over the plans for Zoey and Ben's party. But then, you were so pleased that we were just being pleasant to one another, that we thought maybe we'd put off telling you for a while. Since you almost seemed to think that somehow you were bringing us together, we thought we'd play it out."

"So?"

"So…
what?"

"Is this a fling? An infatuation?"

"I am head over heels in love with him," Georgia ad
mitted. "Hopelessly, totally…"

"Well." Laura sat back in her chair, not having been quite prepared for that response. "Well."

Georgia laughed.

"Well." Laura cleared her throat. "When I said I'd hoped that someday I'd be able to blend my two families, I'm not certain t
hat this was what I had in mind."

"Does it bother you? Are you upset?" Georgia leaned forward to touch Laura's arm tentatively. It had never occurred to her that Laura would be less than thrilled.

"No. No, not at all. I'm very happy for you. I'm just surprised that so much happened that I was unaware of." Laura took both of Georgia's hands in hers. "I couldn't be happier for you. And Matt, I take it he feels the same way about you? Well, of course he does." She smacked her forehead with her open palm. "I guess anyone could see that. Came around pretty well, for a stubborn cuss, didn't he?"

"Remarkably well." Georgia laughed. "He couldn't
resist me. Laura, it's hard to explain, but it's almost as if we belong together, as if we were waiting for each other
…"

"And to think, that if Delia hadn't found me, you wouldn't have found each other," Laura mused. "Funny how things work out, isn't it, how one thing leads to another?"

"Mom always said that life was a long chain. Everything that happens is just another link. That good can come
out of the worst situations…"

Laura's gaze drifted past Georgia to the end of the drive, where Tucker was packing a duffel bag into the back of his car.

Georgia watched Laura's face.
"Seems Mom's not the only one who's falling for a sea-faring man," Georgia observed.

"Maybe, once this whole thing is over," Laura said softly.

"Laura, it
is
over. Gary is yesterday's news. You talked to Mom's lawyer, he's preparing the papers for you as we speak. Your divorce will go through without a hitch this time. The FBI is tracking Gary's cronies—they've identified the man with the bald head and the tattoo—and they'll be keeping an eye on him from now on. He can't hurt you, Laura. There's nothing he can do to you. It's time to move on. Tucker is a wonderful man and he's crazy about you. He risked his life for you, Laura
…
"

"So did you."

"That's different. You're my
sister.
I'd do the same for Zoey. You don't
think
in situations like that, you just
do,
when someone you love is at risk. And you pray that it turns out all right."

"
You were really brave, Georgia, to march up to that door like that."

"Truthfully, I didn't expect for anything to happen. I really thought I could just ring the doorbell, and buy Tucker and Jeremy a little time to come around the back of the house." Georgia's stomach turned at the memory of it. "I never thought I'd end up in there with you."

"I'm so sorry, Georgia," Laura's eyes filled with tears. "I never would have had you in that danger. If I had thought for one second that thi
ngs would have gone that far…"

"Laura, why didn't you tell anyone about the letters that Gary was sending you? Why didn't you at least let Matt know? Or me? If it hadn't been for Jody fishing them out of the trash, we would never have known."

"It sounds so stupid now. I just thought that as long as I did what Gary wanted me to do—stay married to him—that I could keep my mother and Ally safe. I just didn't want anyone hurt because of me.
"
A look of pain crossed Laura's face, marring her beauty with its shadow. "Look what I did
to you. You could have been…"

"Don't ever say that. You did
nothing
to me.
Nothing.
Laura,
Gary
is responsible, not you. Don't ever for a minute think that anything that happened was your fault."

"Georgia, you could have been killed."

"So could you. But at his hand. Not yours." Georgia went over to Laura's chair and leaned against the arm. She stroked Laura's dark hair. "You are not responsible for his actions. I wish you had told
someone when Gary first started harassing you. Maybe it would have stopped then, before it got out of hand. Maybe not. After seeing what he is capable of doing, I don't doubt for a minute that he'd have made good on his threats against you or Ally or your mother. I understand why that was a chance you didn't want to take. But I do not believe that you could have stopped him, not this past week, anyway."

"
The whole thing is so insane. I still can't believe any of it really happened." Laura bit her bottom lip.
"
Georgia, he's had people
watching
me all this time.''

"
If Tucker hadn't come along, hadn't been staying here at the inn, we may never have found that out. Gary was apparently so crazed to thin
k that you had another man…
"

"
And I didn't, Georgia. Not in the way Gary thought I did, anyway. I've been too afraid to even look at another man."

"
Well, I hope you're over that, because that Tucker Moreland is one fine sight. Just look at him, Lau
ra…"
Georgia pointed toward the drive.
"
Great body, great face, and a man willing to fight dragons for you. What else could a woman ask for?"

"
Nothing." Laura shook her head.
"
There is nothing else anyone could ever want in a man."

"
Laura, show a little enthusiasm here. We're talking about a man to die for." Georgia leaned over and tilted Laura's face upward so that she could read its expression.
"
Oh, no. What's that face for?"

"
He just has to think I'm the stupidest woman in the world." Laura got up and began to pace.

"
Because you let a psychopathic bully frighten you?"

"Because I married the psychopath in the first place."

"Laura, when you met Gary, was he outwardly manipulative?"

"No, of course not."

"Did he threaten and abuse you?"

"Certainly not. I never knew what he was really like. I
never knew what he was doing…"

"Then why would Tucker—or anyone, for that matter—hold it against you?"

"I just feel as if I should have known somehow. That maybe there were signs that I missed, things that I overlook
ed…
"

"Laura, you're being too hard on yourself. You didn't know. Let it go. Move on with your life. It's time." Georgia smiled. "The future is glorious. I read it in your tea leaves."

"When?"

"Do you remember after we got back here, after the police station, Jody brought us all tea? I told her to save the cups. She did. She even remembered which was whose. I read them this morning." Georgia hesitated for a few seconds, then asked, "So, aren't you curious? Don't you want me to tell you what I saw?"

"Okay." Laura tried to force a smile.

"Well, for starters, there was a dragon. Near the rim, which as you know is a significant placement."

"What does a dragon mean?"

"It means that there are new beginnings ahead," Georgia took Laura's hand, "that wonderful op
por
tunities will come to you after some challenges."

"Well, I hope it means past challenges. I think I've
had all I can deal with for a while." Laura nodded. "What else did you see?"

"I saw a sun, which is a symbol for great happiness."

"Anything else?"

Georgia watched Tucker slam the trunk of the car before he headed back to the inn.
"I saw another horse's head."

"You did not," Laura's eyes widened. "You're making that up!"