Something Blue (Adventures of Darcy, Book 2)
Emily Giffin
Language: English
Pages: 228
ISBN: 2:00190338
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
From the New York Times bestselling author of Something Borrowed comes a novel that shows how someone with a 'perfect life' can lose it all—and then find everything. Darcy Rhone thought she had it all figured out: the more beautiful the girl, the more charmed her life. Never mind substance. Never mind playing by the rules. Never mind karma. But Darcy's neat, perfect world turns upside down when her best friend, Rachel, the plain-Jane "good girl," steals her fiancé, while Darcy finds herself completely alone for the first time in her life...with a baby on the way. Darcy tries to recover, fleeing to her childhood friend living in London and resorting to her tried-and-true methods for getting what she wants. But as she attempts to recreate her glamorous life on a new continent, Darcy finds that her rules no longer apply. It is only then that Darcy can begin her journey toward self-awareness, forgiveness, and motherhood. Something Blue is a novel about one woman's surprising discoveries about the true meaning of friendship, love, and happily-ever-after. It's a novel for anyone who has ever, even secretly, wondered if the last thing you want is really the one thing you need.
concern for a child. I understand these emotions now. As Ethan and I walk down the garden path, we smile at our other guests. I see my brother and Lauren, who is newly pregnant…Ethan’s mother and father, who by all appearances were rekindling a romance at last night’s rehearsal dinner…Annalise, Greg, and sweet, little Hannah, who is about to turn three…Martin and his new girlfriend, Lucy…Phoebe, whom I have grown to appreciate, and almost like after a few cocktails…Charlotte and John with
could get him back if I just had time to work my magic. He wouldn’t be able to resist me as Marcus had. After all, Marcus was impossible, weird about commitment. But Dex had been mine forever. There had to be some lingering feelings. “If you’re lying about this, it is unforgivable.” His voice was almost shaking, and his eyes were wide. “I want the truth. Now.” I sucked in my breath, exhaled slowly, and maintained eye contact while I lied again. “It’s yours,” I said, feeling ashamed. “You know
Café-in-the-Crypt, located in the basement of the church. Afterward, we made our way over to the National Gallery. Ethan showed me a smattering of his favorite works, and I have to admit, I enjoyed myself. His commentary made the paintings almost interesting. It was as if I were seeing things through his eyes, noticing details of color and shape that otherwise would have been lost on me. We returned home just after dark, and prepared our untraditional Thanksgiving dinner of salmon, asparagus,
attractive pose. “And you,” Sondrine purred in a phone-sex voice. We exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then, just in case Ethan had downplayed my importance in his life—or failed to mention me altogether—I told him that I’d see him back home. I checked Sondrine’s face for a flash of surprise or insecurity, but saw neither. Just pleasant indifference. As I departed the Muffin Man and rounded the corner back to Ethan’s flat, I felt inexplicably wistful, almost sad. I felt my baby kick again,
I was sorry. “I understand,” he said, sounding crushed. “Your boyfriend is a lucky guy…. If you ever break up with him, give me a call.” He gave me his work, home, and cell number, and I absentmindedly scribbled them on the back of a Chinese take-out menu that I ended up tossing later that night. “Okay. Great. Thanks, Jack. And sorry again.” As I hung up, I felt a twinge of guilt and wondered why I had kissed Jack in the first place. There hadn’t been much of a point. Even in my buzzed state,