"Ferrarella, Marie - Christmas Every Day" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ferrarella Marie)Christmas Every Day
by unknown To Mary Ann Jolqnston, a one of a kind lady Chapter 1 What Sara Santangelo liked about life was that if you looked hard enough, there were usually choices. She had one now as she deplaned at John Wayne Airport. She could either drive up to Eagle Rock, a development within Newport Beach, and see her father, or she could go to meet the man who was going to be her employer during her temporary stay in Southern California. It never even occurred to Sara that the man might not give her the position. To her it was a foregone conclusion. As was her choice. She'd face her father later. Depositing her suitcases in the car she had just rented, Sara decided to drive to Sinclair's, the restaurant co-owned by her new cousin-in-law, Julia. years after her parents' breakup, there was still too much emotional baggage for her to unpack. This close to seeing her father for the first time in over a decade, and suddenly the tips of her fingers felt icy and the pit of her stomach had contracted into a tight, angry knot. Perhaps after she managed to get things in gear at Sinclair 's, Sara reasoned, she'd feel more like facing the man who had broken her heart and walked away from her and her mother when they had needed him most. After all this time, it still hurt. Raymond Santangelo hadn't just divorced his wife, he had divoqrced his daughter, as well. There had been a handful of visits in the first year and perhaps a dozen cards and notes. And then nothing. A stark, empty nothing. It was hard for Sara to feel charitable toward him after that. With the address memorized, Sara easily found her way to Sinclair's. Pacific Coast Highway's serpentine route hadn't changed all that much in the past fourteen years, and she was blessed with a photographic memory that absorbed everything around her, cataloging it all away for |
|
|