Chapter 5

“Lucky? Lucky!”

He turned in the direction of her voice, away from the wreckage, away from the snapped telephone pole. People parted before him, until he caught a glimpse of her new dress blowing in the night wind.

Lucky rushed to her, shoving everybody aside until he finally touched her. “How did you get all the way over here? Are you hurt? Have you seen a paramedic?”

“I walked over here, silly. So no, I haven’t seen a paramedic.” Her hair was disheveled, like she’d just been fucked well and truly hard into a sea of pillows. As soon as he slipped an arm around her, she leaned against him and lifted the hem of her dress. “Look at it. It’s ruined. I don’t think even Sunny is good enough to fix it.”

Lucky didn’t remember Stella walking away from the wreck. In fact, he didn’t even remember seeing Stella get out of the car. “I’ll buy a new one, dear. Do you need to see a paramedic? They’re all over the place.”