Sentimental Chances (On-Going)

Chapter 32 : We'd Be Good Friends

A warm pie did its magic, and the blueberry filling was good. Although I still missed Ariel's jams. I think it was a bit sweeter. 

The time when my grandmother baked blueberry cheesecake, and she used that jam. I could never forget that taste in my mouth. Sadly, I couldn't ask her to make me one.

No, it wasn't because my grandparents lived far away, but because they couldn't get the key ingredient anymore from Ariel since she moved to Canada.

Anyhow, it was another good day. 

Scratch that. It was bittersweet after the meeting with the look-alike. I wished it hadn't happened. I wanted my brother not to treat me like a kid and not have to pick me up from the studio.

I'm just glad that Alden and Fallon didn't slip up and that Roy didn't suspect anything when Ada got close to him. Like, extremely close to him, because... You know.

So yeah, it was bittersweet.

After eating that delicious pie, Estelle gave us each a box of blueberry muffins before we left. 

Later, we all rode in the van. Ada was asleep again in my brother's arms. I think she exhausted herself from seeing her favorite counterfeit uncle and the excitement at the blueberry farm.

"She's so cute," I said, then I glanced at my brother. "She looks so much like you."

"Thanks," Alden replied with a smile. 

"Just don't tell her that until she turns eighteen," Fallon added. "You know how girls are."

"We don't know that yet, hon. Audrey looks like Dad, and she's okay with it."

My brother was right, I didn't mind when people said I looked like my Dad. I nodded and said, "Yup, I am, but okay, Fallon. I get it."

"Speaking of look-alikes, Roy seems nice," Fallon remarked. She had an uncomfortable grin on her face. "... And he does resemble... Jeremy Sumpter."

"Maybe a little. Okay, you know what, just let it out what's on your mind."

"Him and Topher. Wow! It's like copy-paste." 

"Do they really look so much alike?" Jake wondered.

"Yes," Alden and Fallon responded at the same time.

"By the way, does he... know about Topher?" my sister-in-law asked.

I gave her a blank stare as I shook my head. "Nope."

"And it's a secret too," Alden told.

"Seriously? Audrey! You're not going to tell him!"

I scoffed at her reaction, "Oh... okay, why don't you tell him?"

Fallon cringed as she shook her head. "No..."

Eventually, the hotel van dropped me off at the inn. "Okay, guy, see you tomorrow," I said.

"Aww... What a cute little inn," Fallon remarked.

"Little? It's about two stories."

"Still, it's cute."

"You know, Auds, I can pay for a room for you at the hotel. You stay at the presidential suite," Alden offered.

Part of me wanted to say yes, though, but my stay in the inn was non-refundable. "Thanks, but I'm good. Also, I like it here. It has great food, a beautiful garden at the back, great hiking trails..."

"You don't hike."

"There's an attic library."

"Oh, I love it," Fallon awed.