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  “Ostensibly.”

  “What does that mean?”

  “Outwardly appearing as such. Apparently.”

  “I know what the word means! Why do older siblings always treat us younger ones like we’re morons? Reede, I mean what does that word mean to you?”

  “That I’m on call 24/7. Half this town gets sick on the weekends.”

  “Well, not this weekend. This one you’re going to the Halloween party.”

  “No I’m not. I hate those things. I spent too much time in countries where they believe in witchcraft. Halloween isn’t funny.”

  “You’re just making up an excuse not to go.”

  “I guess you’re not dumb after all.”

  “When you call Sophie, why don’t you ask her out? Break the ice at the lavish party. Listen, I have to go. But call Sophie. Do you hear me? Call Sophie.”

  “I don’t have her number.”

  “Call my landline. She’s staying at my house.”

  “Okay,” he mumbled, then clicked off the phone.

  Five

  When the phone on the bedside table rang, Sophie wasn’t sure she should answer it. Maybe it was a private call for Kim. But after about the eighth ring, she picked it up. “Hello?” she asked tentatively.

  “Is this Sophie?”

  For a moment her heart stopped. She’d been found! She glanced at the envelope on the bed, a tire track across it. Beside it was the old cookbook, tattered and frayed. It was made of yellowing papers tied together with ribbon, each page with writing on it. But it was either written in a language she didn’t recognize or it was some sort of code.

  “Yes it is,” she said, her breath held. There was no use lying.

  “This is Dr. Reede. Actually, forget the doctor part. After the dinner you made you can call me any name you want.”

  His voice was nice, deep and rich. Actually, it sounded a bit like melted chocolate. “I hoped you would like it.” She was trying to remember what Kim’s brother looked like.

  “If it weren’t for Treeborne’s I—”

  “What?!” Sophie said in alarm, then realized that he meant the frozen food she’d seen in his freezer. Opening that little door and seeing the name on the stack of boxes had given her a shock. “Oh. Sorry, I nearly spilled my drink. Yes, the frozen food people.”

  “What are you drinking?” he asked in a way that was decidedly flirty.

  She’d learned to believe the old saying of “Feed a man well and you’ll own him.” “You drank the whole bottle of wine, didn’t you?”

  “I ate it all, drank it all. I don’t usually get . . . ” He searched for a word.

  “Tipsy?”

  “Spoken like a true Southern belle. Yes, tipsy, but I didn’t have lunch, and breakfast was one of those egg and muffin things.”

  “Not good for you. What time do you want me to come in tomorrow? If I have the job, that is.”

  “Are you kidding?” Reede said. “I’m going to double your salary. By the way, how much am I paying you?”

  Sophie laughed. “I have no idea. Kim didn’t mention money.” She wondered how much Kim had told her brother about Sophie’s situation. “Didn’t she speak to you about me and the job?”

  “I thought you knew my sister. She called me and said she’d hired you to be my PA, then said she had to go. I didn’t even know what day you were going to arrive.”

  Thank you, Kim, Sophie mouthed. “I, uh, needed a job quickly, and Kim got me one.”

  “That sounds ominous,” Reede said with sympathy in his voice. “Let me guess: boyfriend problems.”

  Since what Carter had done to her, Sophie hadn’t had a chance to tell anyone. In college she and Kim and Jecca had spent a lot of time commiserating with one another about the treachery of men. Since then there’d been no one to talk to. “I . . . ” she said and felt a lump forming in her chest.

  “What happened?” he asked softly.

  There was so much understanding in his voice that Sophie decided to tell the truth, but she did her best to make it sound light. “It’s an old story. We had a difference of opinion. I thought we were serious, but he said we were just a summer romance. Turns out that the whole time he was engaged to someone else.”

  Reede didn’t laugh. Instead, he said softly, “I know.”

  “What did Kim tell you about me?” Sophie asked, alarmed.

  “Nothing. Honest. I meant me. Nearly the same thing was done to me.”

  Sophie tried to remember what Kim had told them about her brother, but it was a long time ago and a lot had happened since then. “Wasn’t there something with you and Jecca? Didn’t she have a crush on you?”

  “Jecca? Naw. Nothing like that. She was a kid. She grew up rather nicely and I envied Tris, but there was nothing between us. Unless you count that I think she saved my life and almost drowned doing it.”

  “Now you have to tell me,” Sophie said as she snuggled down in the bed.

  “It’s late and you probably want to sleep.”

  She’d spent the day scrubbing his dark, dingy apartment and was exhausted, but she wasn’t going to tell him that. Maybe hearing someone else’s problems would make What Carter Did to Me stop screaming in her head. “I’d like to hear of someone else’s misery,” she said.

  “I know the feeling.” Reede stretched out on the couch, his cell phone to his ear. “Okay, so Once Upon a Time,” he said and began telling about him and Laura. Maybe his need to talk was from his frustration that day at not being able to get anyone to take over for him, or maybe it was because he was sick of keeping everything inside him. He could complain to his male friends about his patient load, but he couldn’t tell them about how he hated being compared to Tristan. Nor could he tell the truth about him and Laura. For one thing, everyone in town was waiting to say “I told you so.” They’d all known he and Laura were incompatible.

  But Sophie hadn’t been there. She wasn’t a patient or even someone who knew him. She was a stranger, it was night—he could see the moon through the window—and he’d had too much wine. When he began to talk, the story flowed out of him. It took a while to tell.

  “From what I’ve heard you’ve always liked to rescue people,” Sophie said about Laura’s shyness.

  “I do, rather,” he said. She was making him feel better.

  “Kim is such an achiever and that’s what she values in others. Sometimes I was intimidated by her.”

  “Yeah?” Reede asked. “I’ve sometimes thought that I liked Laura because she was the polar opposite of my mother and sister. It was relaxing to be around Laura, as she didn’t order me around or give me her opinion on everything.”

  “What about now?” Sophie asked.

  “I think I’ve learned to stand up to them, although that isn’t always good. Mom wanted to send food over and get cleaners for me. I told her I was a grown man and could do it myself. You see how that turned out.”

  “No,” Sophie said. “I meant, what if you had married Laura and stayed in Edilean? You’d be working where you do now. But it wouldn’t be for two more years. It would be forever.”

  “Wow!” Reede said. “I never thought of it that way. I think . . . ”

  “What?”

  “This summer Jecca and Kim made me face Laura, and they said that she may have done me a favor.” He told Sophie how his childhood bedroom had been covered in travel posters. “I told Mom that Laura would go with me and that we’d . . . It wouldn’t have worked, would it?”

  “I guess not,” Sophie said. “From what I’ve heard of you, you’re needed by the world, not just Edilean.”

  “You know how to make a man feel good, don’t you?”

  “That’s just what . . . ” She didn’t want to say Carter’s real name. “Earl said right before he dropped me flat. He also said—” She broke off.

  “He said what?” Reede asked softly.

  “It’s too new for me to repeat all that.” She glanced at the cookbook on the bed. What she needed more