Night Road

On Friday, after school, they went shopping for dresses. Jude was ridiculously pleased about the whole thing. She knew it was just a dance, nothing earth-shattering, but it was Mia’s first real date, and Jude was eager to make the whole experience perfect for her daughter. To that end, she’d set up manicures and pedicures for both of them—and Lexi, of course—and an evening of shopping at the mall.

She heard her bedroom door open and she turned. Miles stood in the doorway. He leaned against the doorjamb, wearing a pair of well-worn Levi’s and an Aerosmith T-shirt. In the pale autumn light, he looked ruggedly handsome. A gray stubble had grown out during the day, giving his face a sculpted look. “I come home from work early and you’re leaving?”

Smiling, she went to him, let him take her in his arms. “Why is it, Dr. Farraday, that you don’t shave and your hair starts going gray and you manage to look more handsome, but if I forget makeup for one day, people mistake me for Grandma Moses?”

“They only call you that behind your back. ”

“Very funny. ”

He touched her jawline, a featherlight caress. “You’re beautiful, Jude, and you know it. It’s why things go your way. ”

It was true for both of them. Miles had been golden from childhood. Good-looking and brilliant, with a ready smile, he seduced people without even trying. His nickname at the hospital was Doc Hollywood.

“Take Zach out for dinner. I’ll be home as soon as I can. Maybe we can sit on the beach tonight and have a glass of wine. We haven’t done that in a while. ”

Miles drew her in for a kiss that meant something. Then he swatted her butt. “You better go before I remember how much I like afternoon sex. ”

“As opposed to morning sex and evening sex, which you hate?” She twirled playfully out of his grasp and headed upstairs.

At Zach’s bedroom door, she knocked, waited for a “come in,” and opened the door. He sat in that expensive new game chair of his, playing something on his Xbox. She touched his head, scratched his hair. His hair was still damp from football practice. He lifted up into her touch, straining like a flower toward the sun.

“We’re going to the mall to buy Mia a dress for the dance. You want to come?”

He laughed. “I’m not even going to the dance, remember? Amanda will be in L. A. with her family. ”

Jude sat down on the bed. “I hate that you’re not going. It’s senior year. And Mia tells me you’re a shoo-in for homecoming king. ”

Zach rolled his eyes. “Big deal. ”

“You should take a friend to the dance. Someday you’ll look back—”

“If I care about that crap in the future, shoot me. Really. ”

Jude couldn’t help smiling. “Okay, fine. But at least come shopping with us. It would mean a lot to Mia. ”

“I thought Lexi was going. ”

“She is. What does that have to do with it?”

“Mia has a friend with her. And I am not sitting outside a dressing room while my sister tries on dresses. No way. ”

“Okay, but I’m not giving up on the dance. ”

“There’s a shock,” he said with a grin. “You’re not giving up on something. And do not buy me jeans again. I mean it, Mom. You don’t get what I like. ”

“Fine. Fine. ” Jude scratched his head one last time and turned away from him.

She left Zach’s room and met Mia in the hallway. Together, they went out to the garage. In fifteen minutes, they had picked up Lexi and were on their way to the mall.

At the first store, Mia wandered among the racks, looking a little confused and overwhelmed, and then suddenly she pulled out a dress. “Look at this one,” she said, holding up a floor-length salmon-pink dress with lacy sleeves and a tiered skirt. “What do you think?” she asked Lexi.

Lexi smiled, but it was a little distracted. “It’s great. Try it on. ”

“Only if you’ll try one on, too. Please? I can’t do it alone. You know I can’t. ”

Lexi sighed. She went to the rounder, found an aquamarine-blue gown with a beaded, strapless bodice, and followed Mia into the dressing rooms.

When they came out, Jude was stunned by how beautiful they both looked. “Those are perfect,” she said.