Chapter Thirty Two
Driving back to Dad’s, I tried my best to not think about what had just happened. When I walked around the back of the house again carrying the box, I saw that everyone was still talking on the deck. I set the box down on the table on the lawn and sat down on the bench. I was so deep in thought, I never heard someone approach me.
“Kerri?” A voice said next to me, snapping my attention from my thoughts. I was surprised to find Hannah standing there. It was the first time she had actually addressed me since I’ve been here. “Can I talk to you for a second?”
“Umm...yeah.” I said cautiously. She sat down across from me, her always perfect blonde hair looking shimmery in the sun. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt. She played with the hem of it as she sat there.
“I just wanted to say sorry about your Mom. She’s was very nice to me while she stayed here even though she didn’t have to be.”
“I also wanted to say sorry for that.” She pointed at the brace that was still on my wrist from my scrap with Penny. “PEnny was way out of line for doing that to you. I never wanted you to get hurt. I know I haven’t been the greatest towards you this summer and it’s not your fault. I think I was just jealous of that fact you were getting to make things right with your Dad when my own Dad could care less about me.”
“I’m sure that’s not true, Hannah. I use to think the same thing until I actually gave him a chance.” She shrugged. “I’m sorry about the whole ketchup thing.”
“I deserved it. Well I just wanted to tell you that.” She stood up and moved to walk away. She stopped though and turned back to look at me. “And you should give Blaine another shot. He had a brother, you know? With cancer. He died about two years ago. That’s why Chris wanted Blaine to spend time with you. He thought if anyone could give you the perfect summer before losing someone like he did, it would be Blaine.”
“What?” I asked, my breath leaving me. She nodded.
“His brother, Clayton. He was older than him. About Cooper’s age. Cooper and him were best friends. He was diagnosed with leukemia their senior year of high school. He died about six months later. Blaine was crushed. Clayton was his idol. It was before Blaine and I started dating. Jenna told my mom she thought Blaine was going to kill himself for a while. He’s been depressed ever since. Well, until he met you. I think you saved him, Kerri.”
“Do you know where Blaine is?” I asked, shooting to my feet. She shook her head. “Jenna!” I called out towards the deck. She turned towards me. “Where’s Blaine?”
“Oh! He’s going with Coop down to Key West for the weekend. They were planning on leaving before it got dark I think. They go every year!” She called back before turning back around.