Only time would tell.
Chapter 1
The news of Lydia Todd’s death had not quite sunk in yet. Not much was said for a while. There wasn’t anything comforting. Billie was probably the most uncomfortable. She had kept her love for Ricky Todd and her mild dislike for Lydia, a secret. But now, she almost regretted having that feeling. Chris didn’t say anything to her. But, that was mostly because he was upset with her. After what had happened, Billie wanted to make peace with him, if she could. He wouldn’t budge. So, she decided to let him be alone.
Bobby finally spoke to Billie. He noted, “Kelly and I are going to send flowers. Is there something you’d like to do?”
Yes, there was something, be there to comfort Ricky. But, instead she said, “I wonder if anyone here will go to the funeral?”
He informed, “It’ll probably be a private ceremony, only for family and close friends.”
She added, “Louise and Andy were close to them.”
He agreed, “They haven’t mentioned it yet. Maybe they will.”
She continued to ask, “Bobby, how long has Kelly known that big secret we were supposed to keep? Why didn’t you tell me earlier that she knew? It makes me feel uneasy around her now.”
He reassured her, “No need to feel guilty about something that was going to happen eventually, and that Kelly has forgiven us for. That is the main reason I didn’t tell you. I figured you would clam up and never speak to her again. You’re not going to do that, are you? Regardless of it all, she still wants to be friends.”
Billie admitted, “I can understand why you love her so much now.”
He approved, “Yes, I do. I’m just glad everything worked out. I’m thankful for what I have. Lydia’s death has also made me realize that.”
The next day was hectic. Entertainers were out and about, preparing for their extravaganza. Billie really only had one major chore. It was her report for Mr. Reid.
It was the least she could do for him, especially after what he had let her get away with for months. She sat down at a desk with her laptop. When she turned it on, she noticed a different disc. She entered a key and words appeared on the screen. It looked very much like a love letter. It wasn’t long before she figured out it was Chris'. But, it wasn’t for her. It read:
To my estranged. Since you left everybody says I’m not the guy they’ve known. I am half a man with half a mind. After our divorce was finalized, I saw a side of you that I knew was there all along. I knew someday that I would say goodbye to you. I only wish you didn’t make me hope. We were on borrowed time. One right still made two wrongs. We were as different as day and night. I turned to the bottle again to fill the void. But, you were the first thing that I thought about when I thought I had drank you off of my mind. If I had done the things I should've done while we were together, you still would not be mine. I’m still lost in yesterday. You may have thought I’d be a happy man when you left. There is an end to all of my sorrow. You were the perfect truth, wrapped in little white lies.
Then it ended. There was more, a page two of the letter. But, it was not on the computer. Billie debated on whether or not she should ask Chris about it. Someone knocked on her door. She heard their voice and quickly opened it. “Did you forget all about me now that you are a country music groupie?” asked her old reporter friend, Jenna.
Billie vocalized, “It’s good to see you again. So much has happened since we last saw each other.”
Jenna boasted, “I’ve noticed! You are best pals with Bobby Douglas and Maria Dawson. You’ve been to numerous celebrity functions and are now dating the one and only Chris Brady!”
Billie articulated, “How did you figure that