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“We’re both high school teachers, English,” Ana said.
“I’m from Arizona,” Sarah explained. “I’m teaching here on an exchange program.”
“It’s a good thing I never had teachers like you two. I would have been a terrible student.”
“Why is that?” Ana asked, giving his arm an extra squeeze.
“Just so you’d keep me after class.”
The women giggled right on cue. At that moment, Camille came into view, standing by herself in front of Charlie’s powder-blue trailer. She tracked his movement with wary eyes.
“Here’s our place.” Ana led him to a cottage across the courtyard from Charlie’s house.
He glanced over his shoulder at Camille. A wrinkle of worry had appeared between her eyebrows. Reluctantly, he turned his back on her and climbed the rickety wooden porch steps. He sure hoped she was smart enough to figure out he hadn’t abandoned her.
Loneliness wasn’t a new emotion for Camille, but one that hit her hard as she watched the door close behind Aaron. Loneliness and betrayal. She stared at the door for a long time while she reined in her emotions and considered her next move.
A hand brushed her shoulder. Her reaction was instinctive and immediate. Angling her elbow at a point, she whirled to jab her assailant in the stomach.
“Whoa.” Charlie jumped back with his arms up in surrender.
“Sorry. I’m a little on edge today.”
“No harm done. Where’d you learn a move like that?”
“Self-defense class. A girl can’t be too careful these days.”
“Right you are. I came to ask if you wanted to get cleaned up at my humble abode.”
“Thanks. That would be wonderful.”
He pointed to the black bag at Camille’s feet. “I’m guessing you don’t have a change of clothes in there.”
“No. I wish.”
“Well, last year a lady friend came to stay with me, but she left in a huff.” He smiled as though recalling a private joke. “Didn’t take her suitcase. I bet you could find something to fit you.”
Camille nodded, grateful for the opportunity to shed the nasty jeans. “Thank you, not only for the clothes, but for giving us a place to regroup.”
“It’s not often a man stumbles on a lovely young lady in need of rescuing.” He draped an arm across her shoulders and guided her to his house.
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