“There are my cousins.” Ryan nudged me and waved to a family walking toward us. “I guess this is it. Tell Henry I said hi and have fun with Mona.”
“I will,” I told him, realizing I’d almost forgotten about Mona’s twin brother.
And that’s when I saw it, the shiny black hood making its way out of the ferry doors and down the ramp. The back passenger window was open and I waited for Mona to poke her head out and scream my name. Instead I watched as Henry waved in my direction.
I waved back and walked toward the car, now pulling up against the curb to let the cars behind it pass by.
“Kendra!” Mona jumped out and ran toward me, her arms outstretched like in those slow-motion sequences in the movies. When she reached me, the force of her hug knocked me backward, quite a feat for someone who was at least four inches shorter, and fifteen pounds lighter, than me.
“You look so great,” she told me, giving me one last squeeze before taking my hand and pulling me toward the car. “Mom, look at her, she looks exactly the same!”
Well, not exactly the same—my hair was longer and not as blonde as when Mona left the island last summer, but I didn’t point that out. Instead I let her tow me toward the Land Rover.
“Kennie!” Izzy reached through the open passenger-side window and held her arms out.
I leaned in and let her hug me. “Hi, Malcolm,” I said over Izzy’s shoulder.
Malcolm smiled at me. “Hello, Kennie.”
“I know you girls have a lot of catching up to do. So don’t let us stop you. Are you going with Kennie?” Izzy asked Mona.
“Yeah,” I answered before Mona could even get a word out. “I can take you to the house, Lexi let me borrow her car.”
“Great.” Mona reached into the backseat and grabbed her purse with one hand and my elbow with the other. “Let’s go.”
Jenny O'Connell, The Next Chapter of Luke
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