{"id":259770,"date":"2026-07-13T17:13:01","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T14:13:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/enemies-to-lobsters-elise-haynes\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T17:13:01","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T14:13:01","slug":"enemies-to-lobsters-elise-haynes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/enemies-to-lobsters-elise-haynes\/","title":{"rendered":"Enemies To Lobsters – Elise Haynes"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I run a hand down my face, muttering under my breath, \u201cHow did I forget about Boone\u2019s play?\u201d \u201cYou forgot?\u201d \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Louise.\u201d I check my watch. It hasn\u2019t started yet. \u201cThat\u2019s okay. You can still make it. It doesn\u2019t start for ten minutes.\u201d CEO Louise isn\u2019t letting me off the hook, and she shouldn\u2019t. Boone needs my face in the audience.<\/p>\n

I promised him I\u2019d be there to watch him play the lamppost in Cape Georgeana Community Youth Theater\u2019s production of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. I encouraged Louise to let him be part of the play even though she had reservations. I talked the director into inventing a safe role for Boone. I drove him to a few summer rehearsals when Louise couldn\u2019t. But then I got preoccupied\u2014as in, I got married and moved onto a tidal island.<\/p>\n

Things have been busy. But I can\u2019t miss this play. I also can\u2019t mess up this date. \u201cLouise, actually I have\u2014\u201d \u201cWe\u2019re saving a seat for you, okay? See you in a few.\u201d The line goes dead. I curse under my breath. \u201cBoone is the kid you take out for sandwiches?\u201d Diana asks quietly. \u201cYeah. But he\u2019ll be fine.\u201d That\u2019s a lie. The kid needs predictability, and he\u2019s expecting me to be there. He might be fine if I no-show.<\/p>\n

Or, from what Louise and I have seen, he might shut down, walk off the stage, or slap someone. \u201cWe should go.\u201d Diana nods, her crystal blue eyes sincere. \u201cIt\u2019s a play? I\u2019d love that. I\u2019m a New Yorker, remember?\u201d She\u2019s going way too easy on me. I shake my head. \u201cBoone will be okay. And this isn\u2019t Broadway. It’s a community kids\u2019 theater in the high school auditorium.<\/p>\n

Tonight was supposed to be just us. I wanted this to be\u2014\u201d I cut off when she pulls my hand away from the knot I\u2019m kneading on my shoulder. I hold my breath as her delicate fingers work at the tense spot. I bet she\u2019s watched me work at this muscle every day that we\u2019ve been married. Her voice is quiet. \u201cYou can\u2019t be everything for everyone at all times, Ike. You don\u2019t need to make everything perfect, and I don\u2019t want it to be, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n

She squeezes my shoulder again. She has no idea how dangerous that little move is. Then she turns to teasing. \u201cWho knows what you had planned, anyway? The play will probably be better. Let\u2019s go.\u201d I search her eyes, looking for any sign of hesitation or regret.<\/p>\n

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Paperback ISBN: 978-1-68541-202-9 Cover design by Bella Haynes elisehaynesbooks.com OceanofPDF.com Dedicated to Tom Selleck. Iconic mustache. Call me? OceanofPDF.com L Chapter 1 Diana ast night I dreamed that I kissed Tom Selleck at the top of the lighthouse. I climbed up into the lantern room and he was standing there, grinning under his iconic mustache. His eyes twinkled as he threaded his fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck, then he planted a big one on me.<\/p>\n

We made out for quite a while, in fact. I woke up with the strangest sense of not knowing myself. Do I have a thing for Tom Selleck? Do I like mustaches? I Googled him as I brushed my teeth. The jury is still out. I thought about the dream all day as I drove from my crappy apartment on East 7th Street and out of the city.<\/p>\n

I pondered Tom Selleck\u2019s dimples as I passed through Connecticut, Massachusetts, and New Hampshire, all the way to my tiny hometown of Cape Georgeana, Maine. The dream reminded me of the person I used to be\u2014young, carefree, with a future like a blank canvas waiting to be painted. I was an early iteration of Diana York who laughed and watched old Gene Kelly movies without considering whether she might die alone.<\/p>\n

Now, after six hours on the road and a stop at the Taco Bell drive- through, I\u2019m sitting in front of my lighthouse with a steaming bag of tacos, tapping my thumbs on my steering wheel. I want the happy version of myself back. Maybe if I climb up to the lantern room and stare out at the dark sea I\u2019ll find her. It\u2019s why I drove up here, after all. The tide is coming in, though, and I\u2019m being a chicken. \u201cJust do it, Diana,\u201d I mutter to myself.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo one will see you.\u201d On one hand, the rocky strip of beach that connects the lighthouse\u2019s tiny island to the mainland will be covered by water soon. And being spotted by the residents of Cape Georgeana after so many years will spark a fresh round of stories about me. On the other hand, Tom Selleck could be up there\u2014as well as my hope- filled, girlish heart. I\u2019ve missed it so much. \u201cI\u2019ll go, I\u2019ll go, I\u2019ll go, I\u2019ll go,\u201d I murmur like I\u2019m psyching myself up to jump in the cold ocean.<\/p>\n

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