Cold Feet

Chapter 10

VIOLA

I can’t believe him. He gave his business card to Trish’s mother? How insensitive can you be? I want to explode right there and then but I think there’s more than enough drama already and this is not about me and my opinion. I crush the urge to go after Rick and tell him just how cold-hearted, selfish, and opportunistic I think he is.

I step up to Trish who is still being held by her father. I put my arm on her back.

“I am so sorry, Trish,” I say.

She nods but does not look at me. I can’t tell if she even knows who I am right then but it’s not important now.

The bathroom door opens behind me and Eric and the bridesmaid, Cherise steps out. They blush immediately when they see the people that are still standing there and then they look at Trish and her parents.

Trish’s father tenses and he tries to get Trish to release him but her mother steps in.

“No George,” she says firmly. “We’re better than this.” Her words hit home and George listens.

Eric takes off quickly with Cherise heading for the lobby. I watch them go. I want to follow them and scream at them. I have so many obscenities aching to be released from the tip of my tongue but I know that as much as Eric is the villain here, he is also my client and I shouldn’t be taking sides. Or should I?

I bite my tongue as Ashley arrives beside me. Her eyes are filled with tears and I can tell she has already been crying for some time.

her arm. She doesn’t look at me but looks down at her hands as I quickly steer her away from Trish

she was right,” Ashley whispers. “She was right and I pressed her to go through with it. Made her go through with

I whisper as I look around hoping that we are out of earshot of her parents and the other onlookers. “You can’t

go through with it. I convinced her she was wrong. I convinced her to go ahead and that she would see she was wrong. It’s all my

I reply.

come to mean

I say trying to comfort her. “You were

your name?

thinking clearly. You’re upset. I get it and I’m sorry. Just go home. Have a drink, relax and we can

looks at me

“Please?” I asked.

says before she turns and heads for the

best in the game just got beat by a cheat. Beat by a cheat, I think to myself. Maybe I can become a poet I tell myself sarcastically as I head back to Trish

and her parents. I kneel before Trish. “I am so, so sorry,” I say looking into her eyes. Trish says nothing but simply looks down at her hands that are holding a business card.

on home? I’ll clean up here. Don’t worry

mother, Emma says. She nods to her husband and they help Trish up. Together

depart, I look around. What a mess, I

key the walkie-talkie in my hand and speak to the team,

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