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Out of the old, and into
the new scary bewildering one.
    Just as I step out the back door, a
black car rolls up and Kale opens the back passenger door.
    I slip in, pull it closed behind me, and
take half a second before I look around me.
    “You okay?” Kale asks.   He looks concerned.   And worried.
    “Yeah,” I say, not sure if I’m still
numb, or on the brink of a panic attack.
    He stares at me for an extended moment,
and finally nods.   “’K .   Whit , this is Tony.   He works at Sage’s company and used to do
private security.   He’s going to hang out
with us for a few days.”
    I look up to the man sitting in the
front passenger seat.   He looks over his
shoulder back at me.   His head is shaved,
his nose wide.   His eyes are dark and
deep.   There are a few scars dotting his
face.   He looks tough, and kind of scary,
but also warm and gentle at the same time.
    “Nice to meet you, Miss Ford,” he says.
    “You too,” I say, feeling my brain
glazing over.
    “So, I called my agent, Calvin,” Kale
moves on as I relax back into my seat.   “And he thinks it’s probably best to get away from Seattle for a few
days and sort through all the agent offers that are about to come pouring
in.”   About?   I’ve already got like eight voicemails from
people claiming to be agents and record label companies.   “Calvin suggested somewhere not too far away,
but secluded enough no one will think to come looking for you there.”
    “What about your brother’s ranch?” I
suggest.   Now that we’re putting some
distance between us and the insanity, my brain is slowly starting to
clear.   “That’s pretty secluded.”
    Kale shakes his head.   “Everyone who was at the wedding is
announcing to the world that they got an entire show on Friday.   People will be watching it.”
    “Where then?” I say as my eyes shift out the window.
    “You ever been out to the San Juan Islands?” Kale asks with a smile.
    I shake my head.   “Always wanted to make a trip out, but never
made it.”
    “I went to Orcas once to do a shoot,
before I signed with Shurrock ,” he says as he reaches
across and takes my hand in his.   My
heart skips and jumps at his touch.   Just like I did when I was in first grade and jumping rope.   “It’s pretty, and really quiet ,
not too many people.   And if you have no
ties, no one will think to look for you there.”
    “That sounds as good as anywhere else,”
I say.  
    Kale rubs a thumb over the back of my
hand, and the motion is calming.   I lean
in a bit closer to him, resting my shoulder against his.   “Did you know it was going to be like this?”
I ask him as I look into those dark, hazel eyes.   “Did you know it would be this intense?”
    For just a second, Kale looks
regretful.   “To be
honest, no.   I knew things would
happen.   But I didn’t expect this much
attention this fast.   The world already
loves you with just three minutes of footage.”
    I bite my lower lip and just nod.   I’m beginning to learn that I’m strong in my
own way, like walking up on stage at the wedding.   And I’m smart.   But this new world of
lights and reporters and fame?   This is something I never went to school for.   This is all Kale.   And right now, I know how much I need him
right now.
    As I look into Kale’s eyes, I know—nothing
about my life is ever going to be the same again.

 
    CHAPTER
FIVE

 
    It takes two ferry rides to get
there.   The first from Mukilteo
to Whidbey Island.   It’s nearly an
hour long drive from one end of the island to the other.   But we cross a huge bridge into Anacortes,
and then we get to the second ferry.
    Figuring no one is going to be looking for
us here, Kale and I go up to the passenger deck on the second ferry ride.   I wear my Fedora and a huge pair of
sunglasses, Kale wears a Seahawks cap and sport sunglasses.   We lean on the railing of the upper deck of
the ferry, looking out over the ocean and the