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  © 2011 by Melody Carlson

  Published by Revell

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  P.O. Box 6287, Grand Rapids, MI 49516-6287

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  E-book edition created 2011

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  ISBN 978-1-4412-3256-4

  Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file at the Library of Congress, Washington, DC.

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

  Contents

  Cover

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

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  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

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  1

  “Why does everything have to be so complicated?” Madison shook her Blackberry at her mom as she entered the Manhattan penthouse. “I’m sick of it! Sick of the stress—sick of everyone pushing and pulling on me. I can’t take it anymore!”

  “Calm down.” Her mom set what looked like a new Falchi handbag on the side table. Tossing her cashmere cloak onto a chair, she strolled into the living room and gracefully settled herself on the sofa with a calculated smile. “Tell me what’s going on, dear, and I’ll see if I can fix it.”

  “You cannot fix it.” Madison folded her arms across her front. “You are part of it.”

  “Oh, Madison, are you still complaining about spring break? Do you know how many girls would love to be in your shoes?” Her mom’s brows arched as she nodded to Madison’s feet. “By the way, aren’t those my Manolos?”

  “You can have them.” Madison kicked off the wedge sandals and flopped down on the ottoman with a loud groan. “I would rather go shoeless than be controlled by you or anyone else. I’m serious, Mom. I’m sick of it. Sick of everyone telling me where to go and what to do, and how they’re planning my future for me.”

  Her mom’s smile was fading fast. “Don’t be such a drama queen. Honestly, I never heard anyone complain as much as you do . . . over nothing.”

  “Nothing?” Madison stood up. “You and Grandma keep pressuring me to give up spring break to go to Tuscany with you—so I can hang with a bunch of old people.” She rolled her eyes. “And Vivian insists I must go to Palm Beach with her and her family. Plus I’ve got Garret pushing me just to stay home and do some things in the city.” She held up her Blackberry. “Now Dad calls up and tells me he’s decided that it’s time for a father-daughter bonding vacation, which is really a thinly disguised excuse for visiting Harvard—”

  “What?” Her mom leaned forward. “Are you serious?”

  Madison nodded. “He wants me to come to Boston to stay with him. He said we can spend some time on campus and meet his—”

  “Harvard?” Her mom grabbed her handbag and jerked out her phone. “Your father knows good and well that you are going to Yale, Madison, and if he thinks he can waltz in and—”

  “Please, don’t call him, Mom.” Madison paced back and forth, sorry she’d even brought this up. “That will just make everything worse.”

  “Your father cannot start dragging Harvard into the college conversation. Not at this stage of the game. We’ve already been all over this, and he knows—”

  “See!” Madison stopped pacing and held her hands up. “This is what I’m talking about. Everyone is treating me like I’m five years old, or like they think I’m their puppet!”

  “Oh, Madison!” Her mom looked seriously irritated now. “Just grow up.”

  So much for the “I can fix it” spiel.

  “I wish everyone would just leave me alone.” Madison hurried to her room, and just as her mom began speaking into the phone, she slammed the door behind her. Immature, yes, but if everyone was going to treat her like a child, she might as well act like one.

  She went into her bathroom, closing and locking the door, trying to get as far away from her mother as possible. For a long moment, she stood in front of the mirror over the sink, just staring blankly. On the outside, she looked like the typical spoiled little rich girl. Impeccably dressed, long and sleek blonde hair with roots that looked natural, clear skin, blue eyes, good teeth—her mother was right, lots of girls would like to be Madison. Just not Madison! Sometimes it felt like she’d been born into the wrong family . . . or the wrong century.

  As if to remind her that this was the twenty-first century, her Blackberry rang again. As badly as she wanted to flush the stupid phone down the toilet, she saw that it was her best friend. Weren’t BFFs supposed to be understanding? Madison could use a little understanding right now.

  “Hey, Viv,” she said in a forced cheerful tone.

  “Why didn’t you call me back?” Vivian demanded. “My parents are already on their way to the airport. Are you coming with us or not?”

  “I can’t, Vivian.”

  “Can’t?” Vivian’s voice grew shrill. “Don’t you mean won’t?”

  Madison attempted to explain all the pressure on her just now, including her dad’s Harvard plan, but Vivian cut her off. “That means I’ll be stuck down there all by myself, Madison. Do you know how boring that’s going to be?”

  “Oh, I’m sure you’ll find someone to entertain you.” Madison wasn’t surprised that, as usual, her friend was primarily thinking of herself. It was like Vivian hadn’t even heard her. One more reason Madison was relieved to pass on Florida. “Anyway, have fun down there, Viv. If I change my mind, I’ll call you, okay?”

  “Yeah, right!” Vivian hung up.

  “Great.” Madison flopped on her bed and tried to figure out just when life had gotten so complicated. Wasn’t being seventeen supposed to be fun and carefree? And spring break—wasn’t that supposed to be, like . . . a break?

  Madison could hear her mom’s voice now—loud and angry. She was obviously talking to Madison’s dad (aka Mom’s ex) on the phone, and she was obviously enraged over this Harvard development. Madison wrapped a down pillow over her ears, attempting to block out the sound. It took her straight back to childhood, to times when Mom and Dad could fight like this for hours. Why had she even mentioned Dad and Harvard to Mom? No good would come out of it for anyone.

  A part of Madison was tempted to do what she used to do—just give in to keep the peace. Except that giving in was probably what had gotten her to this feeling of frustration in the first place. No, she decided, no one was going to stick up for Madison except Madison. The sooner they all figured that out, the better it would be.

  The truth was she didn’t want to go to any of the Ivy League schools. Not Yale or Harvard. If Madison could have it her way, which was highly unlikely, she would rather go to college in Colorado or Oregon or somewhere equally remote—someplace different from here. A school that valued things like individuality and creativity and respecting
nature and living green—and not the green of the almighty dollar either. Not that anyone was listening to her . . . or cared. All this stress over spring break seemed like the tip of the iceberg to her. Like a bad omen—as if the pressures in her life would only get worse if she didn’t resist.

  “Madison?” It was Mom, and she was trying to make her voice sound sweet and kind—enticing. It was a familiar tone.

  “What?” Madison called back in an irate voice.

  “I need to speak to you, dear. May I come in?”

  “I don’t care.” Madison knew it was useless to say no.

  Her mom came in and sat down in the lounge chair by the window. Crossing her legs, she leaned back and smiled. “I tried to talk some sense into your father, although I’m not sure it’s possible. That man can be such a mule.”

  Despite feeling slightly relieved that Mom was dealing with Dad, Madison was tempted to tell her to butt out and that she’d deal with it herself. Even if it made no sense, a part of Madison wanted to argue with her mom, to declare that maybe she did want to spend the week with her dad and maybe she did want to go to Harvard. Not that that was true, but what if it was?

  She knew that was nuts. Plus she didn’t have the energy to go there right now. She was so tired of conflict.

  Her mom cleared her throat. “Now, I need to know what you’ve decided to do for spring break.”

  Madison groaned. She considered the family vacation homes. Maybe if they weren’t already rented out, she could sneak off to one of them.

  “You know Grandmother Marabella isn’t getting any younger,” Mom continued. “She would very much like you to join us in Tuscany.” She smiled in a catty way. “I know she wants to show you off, darling.”

  Madison sat up. “What if I don’t want to be shown off?”

  Her mom waved her hand. “Madison, what is going on with you? I thought you’d outgrown teenage angst by now. Is it PMS?”

  Madison let out an exasperated sigh.

  “It’s just that you seem so touchy lately,” her mom continued. “You’re taking everything so personally—”

  “Personally?” Madison frowned. “It’s my life. Isn’t it supposed to be personal? Maybe the idea of Grandma Marabella parading me around in front of her old friends feels a little personal to me.”

  “Why not just humor her, darling? You know you’re her favorite, and you know she’ll probably leave much of her fortune to you. Why not cater to her whims for once?”

  For once? Madison stood up and began pacing again. How many times had Madison given in to various members of her family? Try always. How many times had she heard her mom say this—like she thought money was the answer to every single question?

  “What if I don’t want to cater to anyone’s whims, Mom? What if I don’t even want Grandma Marabella’s fortune? What if I want a different kind of life altogether?”

  Her mom laughed. “A different kind of life? You mean a life without money? Seriously, Madison, what kind of life would that be?”

  “It would be a life of my own.”

  Her mom stood, looking directly at Madison. “You want a life separate from your family? A life with no trust fund, no inheritance, no credit cards, allowance, college tuition, or expense accounts? Do you really think you could make it on your own, Madison?”

  Madison shrugged.

  “What I need to know”—her mom’s voice was getting that sharp edge again—“is whether or not you’ll be going with us to Italy. Yes or no?”

  “No.” Madison braced herself for the fit that would follow.

  Her mom took in a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds. “Fine.” She narrowed her eyes. “But just so you know, if you stay home, your father will be calling. He will expect you to come up to Boston.”

  “I’ll deal with it.” Madison turned away.

  “Have it your way.” Her mom’s voice was icy. “I will inform your grandmother of your decision.” This was followed by the clicking of high heels across the hardwood floor and the solid closing of her bedroom door—a sound of finality.

  Madison questioned herself—what if she’d made a mistake? Should she run out and tell her mother she was sorry and that she was willing to go to Tuscany after all? Besides, if staying home meant dealing with Dad and Garret—plus she knew Vivian wouldn’t let her off the hook—what was the point?

  Madison knew that Dad wouldn’t give up on Harvard easily. She could hear it in his voice this morning. Garret would continue to pressure her to forgive him for yesterday and to go to his parents’ vacant beach house. Viv would probably call every hour and text every few minutes in an attempt to entice, guilt, or coerce Madison into flying down to join her. Eventually one of them (Dad, Garret, or Viv) would wear Madison down, and she would cave. Right now, caving was what her mother expected too. Mom was probably just waiting for Madison to slink out and sheepishly backtrack, recant . . . apologize.

  “Not this time,” Madison whispered as she went over to the window. Looking out, she longed for some form of escape, some place to get away to. Despite the weatherman’s promise of spring in the air, Central Park looked gray, gloomy, and cold in the morning light. Even so, Madison thought she’d rather be stuck in New York than placating her mother and grandmother over in Tuscany. Except that New York had its own set of challenges—namely, Dad, Garret, and Vivian’s pestering calls. Madison sat down on the window seat and wondered what to do. Stay . . . go . . . run away?

  She heard a tap-tap-tap on her door. Nadya. Their live-in housekeeper had been with them only a week and was still trying to figure things out, but at least she didn’t come blasting in without knocking the way Maria used to.

  “Come in, Nadya,” Madison called pleasantly.

  Nadya timidly stepped into the room, looking down at the floor in an apologetic way. “Excuse, please. Your mother . . . she ask me to help you pack, Miss Van Buren.”

  Madison blinked. “Pack?”

  “For Italia.”

  Madison rolled her eyes. “I am not going to Italy, Nadya. My mother was mistaken. Sorry.”

  Nadya tipped her head to one side. “Oh?”

  Madison forced a smile. “My mother and grandmother are going to Italy. I am staying home.”

  Nadya’s expression was a mixture of confusion and disappointment. Madison suspected that the housekeeper had been looking forward to some peace and quiet and having the penthouse to herself. Perhaps Nadya had already invited friends or family to join her. Madison had heard stories about housekeepers doing all kinds of things while home owners were absent.

  Just then Madison’s phone rang again, and with downcast eyes Nadya made a fast exit. This time it was Garret. She’d been avoiding his calls and ignoring his texts for almost twenty-four hours now. She suspected he’d be knocking on the door before long if she kept up the freeze-out.

  “What is it, Garret?” Her voice was flat.

  “Are you still mad at me?” he asked in a hurt tone.

  “Maybe.”

  “Come on, Maddie, let’s move on, okay?”

  She didn’t respond.

  “Did you decide yet what you’re doing for spring break?”

  “Maybe . . . maybe not. What’s it to you?”

  “Come on, Madison,” he pleaded. “I told you I was sorry.”

  “Sorry that you were flirting with Constance Westfall? Or sorry you got caught?”

  “I told you—she was the one flirting with me. I already explained the whole thing. Why won’t you believe me? You know I love you.”

  “I saw the photo, Garret.” The image of her so-called boyfriend and that loser girl in what looked like a completely mutual embrace flashed through her mind again. Why was she even speaking to him? “A picture’s worth a thousand words, and it will take more than that to erase it from my brain.”

  “Which brings me to another subject. Madison, why are your friends suddenly spying on me?”

  She laughed, but not with real humor. “Spying? Vivian happened
to be minding her own business going to journalism when she ran into you two. I’m just thankful she had the sensibility to snap a shot.” Okay, the truth was Madison had been hurt and shocked when Vivian sent the photo to her Blackberry. But if she hadn’t seen it for herself, Madison probably wouldn’t have believed it.

  “I told you that Constance kind of trapped me yesterday—everyone knows she’s been after me since eighth grade. Seriously, the only reason she came to our school was to get her hooks back into me.”

  “And I thought our school had higher standards than to admit someone like her.”

  “Her aunt’s on the board. Anyway, Madison, you know my heart belongs to you. If you let me, I’ll prove it to you this week.”

  Madison closed her eyes and shook her head. She didn’t need to be having this conversation right now. More pressure.

  “So, did you decide to stick around then? I’ve already ordered a bunch of food and stuff to be sent to Nantucket and—”

  “Sorry, Garret.” Madison made up her mind. “I won’t be around during spring break.”

  “You’re going to Tuscany after all?”

  “I’m not really sure.”

  “Well, you’re not going to Palm Beach, right? You said you’d rather—”

  “No, I’m not sure where I’ll be, I just don’t think I’ll be around here either.” She hung up, turned off her phone, and tossed it in her bag.

  She was getting out of here. She had no idea where she was going, but she knew she had to get away—and fast. Her guess was that Garret, who lived only a couple blocks away, might be here any minute. And if he looked at her with those chocolate-brown eyes and started sweet-talking, running his fingers down her arm, she would begin to melt and lose her resolve. She had to make her getaway.

  Tempted to escape without saying a word to her mom, Madison knew that would simply lead to more trouble—possibly the cancellation of the vacation in Italy, which would be blamed on Madison for the entire spring break.

  She knocked on her mom’s door, planning her strategy as she waited for her to answer.

  “Have you come to your senses?” Her mom sounded hopeful as she opened the door.

 

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