Tanner.
At the X-games event, live in Burlington, Vermont.
Kacey was agape. He must have zoomed all the way there in his Mustang! With all that had happened, Kacey had forgotten all about the X-games being so close by.
Tanner obviously had not. He was beginning to remind her of some cockroach that was impossible to get rid of—popping up in all kinds of unexpected places.
Kacey felt a million feelings flood through her at once.
Suddenly, the TV showed a shot of Brody—getting sprayed with Champagne and laden with first-place medals on the winners’ podium.
Kacey felt a twinge in her heart as she watched “98.” Of course, he was flanked by super models clinging onto him. Kacey felt jealous of each and every one of them. A voluptuous brunette grabbed his face and forced a deep, long lip lock on him. Kacey felt her heart flip over. She turned away from the TV—so as not to watch—but listened as the crowd cheered madly.
Kacey didn’t know if she could hold back the tears. It had all been too much. Now Brody was so close, and yet still so far from her. She wanted to burst.
Dodie noticed Kacey’s pain and her heart hurt for her. She, of all people, knew what it was like to have your heart broken. She came over and sat by Kacey and took her hand. Their looks at each other spoke all they felt with no words. The roar of the crowd from the TV drew them back. Kacey watched reluctantly.
The stupid brunette was still lip locked with her ‘98.’ Ugh!!! Eventually Brody broke free from the supermodel and held up his medal for the press, grinning from ear to ear.
The camera zoomed in on the X-games Gold Medal around his neck before shooting back to the host of the games. With him was Tanner, beaming. Kacey couldn’t believe she had ever found him attractive.
He looked so smug and egocentric, Kacey wanted to retch. The host continued, “Now for an inside exclusive by Director and Activist, Tanner Williams. ”
Suddenly, out rolled the inglorious footage of Kacey that Tanner had shot of her at the hospital—onto the big screen.
Tanner’s voiceover told the grim tale of America’s sweetheart, Kacey Anderson, paralyzed, and her brother, Brad, fiancé of supermodel, Summer Landers, lost in a blizzard.”
The town folk had all quieted now and were staring up at the TV, showing video of Kacey at the hospital—earlier in her wheelchair—with snow pelting down, upon her pretty, bruised face. It was awful.
Perhaps the worst thing about it was Tanner’s shallow commentary, which profiled her as a victim of climate change! He seemed to care nothing for Kacey or Brad’s plight at all, except as it was useful to his platform.
Angry grumblings came from the gathered group at the bakery.
The TV cameras pulled back to show Tanner standing with the host looking intense.
“Kissing Bridge is running out of hope as the weather worsens,” Tanner said dramatically. “Join the fight against climate change NOW! ”
The bakery crowd was dead silent.
“Disgusting!” Aunt Carol finally declared loudly for all to hear, as she thrust a cup of hot cocoa in Kacey’s hand.
“Darned if I ever sell that varmint another scone!”
The group cheered in agreement.
Aunt Carol bent down and whispered in Kacey’s ear.
“I put a little something extra in that one for you, Sweetheart. Looks like you could use it.”
Chapter 23
I t was a brisk morning. The weather had actually worsened. People were calling it the worst blizzard in living memory. At least it gave credence to Tanner’s documentary about the worsening weather conditions.
The bakery was still steeped in chaos, as the search for Brad continued. Kacey sat at a table in the wheelchair, with a cover
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