Episode 135

David and Carrie clear a few things up. #lovestory #secrets #bestfriends #romance

Legacy’s phone vibrated in her hand. She paused to check and then returned to Carrie.

“Uh, well. Your boyfriend is calling me on the other line.”

“Oh shit. okay. Call me later.” they hung up and Carrie immediately dialed David’s number.


“Nate?” Legacy answered reluctantly. She tried to remember that Carrie wasn’t supposed to tell her anything.

“Hey. How are you?

“I’m fine. Just got back into town. What’s up?” her behavior was just suspicious enough to tip him off.

“Have you spoken to Carrie?”

“Huh? Un no. Like I said I just got back.”

“It’s fine. You don’t have to lie for her. What’d she tell you?” He laughed, tired but amused.

“Only that your ex was on her case or whatever you call it and that you got called in today but she didn’t know what for. Nate, please tell me something.”

“Alright, listen I’m putting Dr. Craythorne on the phone to tell you everything. The police are going to want to talk to us both I’m afraid.”

“God Nate, I am so sorry.”

“You didn’t do anything but I just want to do everything above board if I can. Hang on, here she is.”

“Hello?” Amy said cautiously.

“Is she dead?” Legacy spat, the taste of dread creeping up her throat.

“No,” Amy reassured stiffly, “First of all, she’s alive but critical. She suffered a coronary artery dissection from whatever she was hit with. It’s rare but it happens sometimes with blunt force. We were able to repair it and she’s in ICU in recovery. She’s responding as well as can be expected considering everything. This is the second surgery she’s been through. She lost a kidney yesterday when she first arrived. She was also hit in the face and suffered a few skull fractures which made surgery a little scary but she pulled out of it. We’re watching right now for signs of fluid on the brain and praying she doesn’t stroke or have any other complications at this point because going back in isn’t possible. Do you have any questions?”

Amy sounded basically like a robot which was kind of the impression she had of surgeons anyway, except for Nate, as being not that great with people.

“Yes, just one question. That was a lot. Are you allowed to be telling me all of this?”

“Oh, that. Yeah, uh, we just spoke to her parents and I have permission to talk to you.”

“To me? Why?” Legacy asked, her voice more shrill than she’d meant for it to be.

“Give me the phone,” she heard Nate insist.

“Legacy, listen.” Nate said, “The Van Dreesens seem to think that you and Amanda are best buddies. Obviously, they don’t know a thing about your contentious relationship. It’s hard to know what they’ll do when they find out.”

“You didn’t tell them?”

“That’s not our job, thankfully.”

“What should I do?”

“My advice and I’m not sure it’s the right advice, but I’d call the police before they call you. Tell them what you know. Amy waved to him, mouthing the name Richard. “Also, Amanda mumbled some guys name, Richard we think. Does that ring a bell?”

“Richard is an investor in her company, that’s all I know. I don’t have a last name and also, Amanda is a liar so I might not know anything. Should I come up there? Are her parents wondering where I am? God this is so creepy.”

“Her parents are on thier way from Seattle so it’ll be awhile. Call the police before it gets hairier. You can tell them anything you want.”

“Are you going to be in trouble?”

“No. All I’ve done is my job so there is no reason to worry.” He was a little worried but he’d spoken to the police on more than one occasion after incidents like this one and knew many of them by name.

“God, Nate, I am sorry I got you involved in this.”

Legacy, I am legitimately involved in this anyway. Don’t sweat it. I’ll just be glad when this whole thing is over.”

“She’s going to die isn’t she?” Legacy sighed.

“I think so,” Nate confirmed. “I’m sorry.”


Carrie knocked on David’s door nearly 30 minutes after their phone call. He’d sounded completely withdrawn but hadn’t argued when she insisted she wanted to come over. Grabbing the fresh salmon that she’d planned on preparing for dinner that evening and a few other items from her pantry, she’d headed out and was now perched outside of his door.

“Hi,” she said, brightly when he’d finally let her in. Raising to her tip-toes, she kissed his cheek and pushed her way into the apartment.

“What’s your deal?” he mumbled.

“I don’t have a deal. I’m hungry. Want to help me?” She was in a particularly chipper mood and his crabby ass attitude was not going to drag her down.

“Legacy told you?” he threw his head back annoyed.

“Actually no. She started to but then she got a uh…another call,” she informed him as she began unloading groceries onto his kitchen counter.

“Oh, got it. So you’re here then…what? To hear the whole pathetic story?”

“I’m here for dinner. I’ve got salmon. I’m thinking either honey siracha or lemon and capers. You pick.” she sang.

She could be so annoying. “Whatever’s easier. Honey siracha, I guess. And I thought you were mad at me.”

“What? No, you were the one who was mad, remember? But that was yesterday. And you’re over it now,” she grinned.

“You want to know what happened?”

“Do you want to tell me?”

“I don’t know,” he replied dryly.

“Okay, enough already. Sit.,” Carrie abandoned the fish, washed her hands, and walked over to sit on David’s sofa. “Let’s open a bottle of wine and…” she stopped suddenly getting an idea. “Oh, you know what we’re gonna do?”

“What?” David sighed, smiling in spite of himself.

“Put your shoes on. It’s dollar pizza night at Pinots and Pies. We’re kickin’ it old school.”

David shook his head but Carrie was already putting the fish away and nudging him toward the door. “You are a pain in the ass.”

“I know,” she chimed, sounding pleased with herself.

“Okay, as long as you promise never to say ‘kickin’ it’ again.” he laughed.

“No promises.” she shot at him with two fake finger guns and winked at him.


Pinots & Pies was a hole in the wall pizza joint that they’d frequented when they’d first met 12 years before. While on their reality show, they were supposed to be living on next to nothing and the P & P, as it had come to be known, had a dollar night with $1 slices and $1 house wines. Too young to drink back then, they’d stuck to the pizza but if you were over 21, you could get very full and very drunk on just a few bucks.

They slipped into a booth in the back, relatively unnoticed, ordered 2 slices each and a glass of wine.

“Alright,” Carrie dove in. “What do you say we carb it up and spill our guts. No regrets.”

“Spill…our…guts,” David drawled out with emphasis. “Why? You got something you need to get off of your chest?”

“Are you insinuating that I’m keeping secrets?” Carrie teased, not catching on to the trap that she’d inadvertently set for herself. “I just thought it would be good for us to talk, I guess.”

“Alright then. Twenty questions. I’ll go first. Are you sleeping with Nate?” he spat the whole statement out in one breath.

10 thoughts on “Episode 135

  1. David, David, David, that’s none of your beeswax. I hope Amanda pulls through, It WILL be messy for Legacy if she doesn’t. Thanks for the post!

  2. Eeeeeeeeee! So glad to read new posts! I have a feeling the truth about Amanda will come out soon enough. I understand why Carrie gets upset when Nate is around Amy, but she needs to remember that when she’s kissing David and running around town with him, hahaha. There’s a lot of history in both situations, and I’m excited to read more. Great posts!!!!!

    1. I agree with the David comment. I think Nate is secure enough, but I know me and I wouldn’t like it. Now for David’s question. He just comes off as needy and pathetic. I can’t wait to see how Carrie handles it. mum

      1. But it’s why he wants to know that’s important. 😊 I’ll post the rest of this Wednesday or Thursday. Thanks for reading and commenting!

  3. You have an excellent point! Did you pick up on the fact that Nate was listening to Billy Joel in the OR? I took that idea from you and I’m adding a few more of the little details you sent me coming soon.

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