Chapter 72: CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE

Alex POV

I was wasted.

I knew this because the thoughts of Sarah had started to fade.

New ones were starting to take their place.

Ones of Cassandra.

I had thought about going over there this evening.

But then thought better of it.

She needed space.

Time to figure some shit out and I needed to get drunk.

So that’s what I did.

But they were still here.

Wondering what she was doing?

If she blamed me for telling her the truth about Jericho fucking Amy.

I must admit, not my finest hour but hey, the dick had it coming.

Anyway, I still sit here drinking the whiskey out of the bottle when my phone rings.

‘Jeez does this woman ever sleep.’

I think.

Thinking I’m about to get another earful from my mother.

When I turn my phone over to check the caller I.D.

It’s not my mother’s name I see on the screen it’s…

“SARAH.”

Sarah POV

I had been a long time since I had thought about Alexander Dean.

To be honest I hadn’t thought about the past a whole lot.

I made some bad choices and eventually they caught up to me, so I left.

But when your father calls and tells you that the boy you once loved has made an appearance you start to get curious.

“He was here Sarah.”

My dad had said.

“He’s still alive.”

“And seems to be doing okay for himself.”

I didn’t have the foggiest idea what my dad was prattling on about until it hit me.

He could only be talking about one person.

The only person I would give a damn about.

The one that got away from me.

But then again, I brought it all on myself.

Probably didn’t help the situation when he found out about Jericho and I.

Neither both of them finding out about Greg also.

I did get myself into some predicaments.

But now I was a grown up.

Bills, mortgage, work, life.

You know how that happens.

It’s a part of growing up as our parents love to spew to us.

The reality of it all doesn’t kick in until you have to go through it yourself.

But in my case, growing up came faster for me than most people.

I guess that’s what happens when you become responsible for another human being.

Your life isn’t yours anymore.

You can’t just think about yourself.

Not when you have somebody depending on you.

You have an example to set.

Show them right from wrong.

That sort of thing.

“Dad calm, down who?”

“Alexander Sarah, he was here in the Hamptons at the Dean’s old place.”

I sit down for a moment.

That’s a name I hadn’t heard in such a long time.

It was a name I never thought I’d hear again.

Especially not after he was run out of town.

Oh, and the Hamptons that’s a place I haven’t been back to

Not since…

I can’t even bring myself to think about that night.

“Are you sure Dad?”

I ask.

“Yes, you daft girl I was talking with Jericho.”

“He was here also and as usual they argued about something or other and both parties exited.”

Jericho Dean.

Another name I hadn’t heard in a long time.

Next, he’ll be telling me that Greg made an appearance and those three were at the house getting drunk off of wine coolers just like they used to when they were boys.

I smile to myself remembering the good old days.

Doesn’t surprise me one bit that Alex and Jericho ended up having an argument and leaving.

They used to argue all the time.

Way before me.

I just added to the arguments after.

“What were they there for dad?”

I wait for a reply.

I think he’s trying to remember.

The age he is things happening or have happened tend to disappear more rapidly these days.

“Dad.”

I growl impatiently.

“Oh yes that was it.”

“What was what?”

“They were here because Jericho had a guest and her friend using the house for vacation.”

I shake my head.

Some things never changed.

“SO…”

“Why was Alex there?”

Another waiting period has glossed over our conversation.

“Dad.”

“Why do you think?”

He speaks up.

“I don’t know dad that’s why I’m asking.”

I’m being a bitch now I can hear it in my voice.

I don’t mean to be it’s just I need to know details.

“To cause trouble that’s what.”

My dad finally says.

“Anyhow, I just thought you should know.”

“I know this doesn’t change things, but I relayed the information nether the less.”

“Thanks dad.”

“Am I seeing you and Sabrina next weekend?”

I had forgotten I had promised to go down there next weekend.

I can book the time off work.

But I just don’t want to.

Is that wrong of me.

It’s been a while since I have seen my dad.

And it has been years since I went back.

I don’t see what the harm is.

Why not.

“Yeah, dad next weekend we’ll be there.”

“Great.”

“Love you sweetie and give my love to Sabrina.”

“Will do, night dad love you.”

And with that we both hang up.

Next weekend is going to be something I can just feel it.

With the past coming back to haunt me.

I think it hide time I made a little appearance on my own.

But first…

Let’s see if Alex will enjoy a blast from his past.

I dial the last number I had for Alex and was surprised to see it was still in use.

I let the call ring out a couple times and I get ready to hang up when…

“Sarah.”

Alex answers the phone.

“Hey stranger.”

“Missed me.”

Stupid question.

Of course he hasn’t missed me.

It’s been almost 20 years.

“How?”

“I’ll explain all of that later.”

“I’m in town next weekend do you want to meet?”

“We’ve got a lot to catch up on.”