![]() I know what Jonah’s answer will be-he can’t leave for a week in the middle of summer, especially after he signed this contract. “Maybe I should tell Jonah I want to fly home for my birthday,” I say out loud. I toss the weed over the fence and Zeke bleats. But what will happen, as my parents get older and Diana is immersed in lawyerly things? How many years will stretch between our visits? I knew I couldn’t expect my family and friends to fly to Alaska every year-no matter how many times they say they want to come. I tuck my phone into my pocket and settle back into weeding, trying to smother my letdown. The phone clicks before I finish getting my words out. “Not Norwegian!” she throws back, though with that teasing tone reserved for their verbal jabs. “No, what I don’t have is a gorgeous naked Viking and a mountainous backdrop to exploit.” The woman who teaches the spin class at the gym in Wasilla has a docile voice and cranks show tunes. “Say hi to him for me.” I used to despise Sergei and his militant spin classes. I do my best to keep the disappointment from my voice. It’s not a surprise, though, that Diana would find a way out of our call the moment she begins to feel guilty. I know, because we used to take it together. ![]() I check my watch, confirming her class doesn’t start for another three hours. Spin class starts soon, and I need to prepare myself mentally for Sergei.” “Can’t you spare a couple days for me? Come for a long weekend? Please? I’ll pay for it!” I had no intention of begging Diana or making her feel bad, but the desperate words tumble out before I can stop them.
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