“Jane, you have to give him a chance. Listen to him. Let him explain what happened.” Elizabeth was adamant. She knew this was the result of a misunderstanding and it hurt her to see Jane in so much pain. “Please do it for me, sweetheart. You know he loves you. He screwed up, but he’s very sorry.”
Jane nodded, her faced closed off. “I’ll try, Lizzy.”
Elizabeth left Jane alone and went to the room she was using. She checked her email and was disappointed to find nothing from Darcy. She wasn’t sure if this was a bad sign, or merely a glitch in the system. She lay down in the darkness and wondered where he was and what he was doing.
Darcy sat with his mother’s guitar in his lap. He ignored the sheet music on the stand before him; it was memorized a long time ago. His fingers flew lightly over the nylon strings, his thoughts focused on his task.
His concentration was not broken by the arrival of his sister. He nodded to Georgiana as he continued playing, until the movement was finished and he turned the CD player off with the remote sitting on the floor beside him.
Then he looked to her, waiting. The young woman asked, “Got a moment?”
“I’m playing.”
“I know,” she replied gently, biting her lip. “But I’m only asking for a few minutes.”
Darcy frowned. He was caught and he knew it. He motioned to the nearby chair and waited. He had tried to hide his mood from Georgiana, but he had clearly been unsuccessful. So instead he had taken to dodging her for the past few days. Now that had failed as well.
“Will, what’s going on?” Georgiana asked softly.
“What do you mean?”
Georgiana took a deep breath, screwed up her courage, and spoke. “I mean that I left you in New York a week ago today, as happy as a clam, and on Wednesday you drove up here a different person. You’ve been moody and sulking all week.”
“I have not.”
“Will, you’re listening to U2!” she told him, gently contradicting him. “If I hear ‘With or Without You’ one more time, I’m going to snap the CD in half.”
Darcy was forced to smile slightly. It was bizarre what his sister gauged to be a sign of his depression, but he couldn’t deny it.
“Will, what happened on Tuesday? Did something happen at the awards? I watched them and you were great.”
Darcy sighed. “Did you see the pre-show?”
Georgiana nodded, unwilling to interrupt her brother once he started talking.
“Did you see LBS?”
“Yes, they’re the group on tour with you, right?”
Darcy nodded. “The guitarist, Elizabeth…”
Georgiana’s eyes got large and round as she stared at him with dawning comprehension. “You? And her? You’ve been dating?”
Darcy nodded, his jaw tight. Then he forced himself to speak. “Not exactly. It’s kind of hard to date on tour. But we have been together a lot.”
Georgiana smiled, excited at the idea of her dear brother having a girlfriend, then she thought about his behavior for the last week and frowned. “Okay, so you and Elizabeth have been together and getting to know each other. So what happened?”
“The Monday that we came back from Europe, she came to the loft.” Darcy’s voice stumbled a moment as he did some quick mental editing. “The next morning, I told her I loved her and that I never wanted her to leave, and she left.” He shrugged. “I guess she didn’t feel for me what I felt for her.”
Georgiana paled slightly as she realized what Darcy had left out. “Will, your problem is you are very black- and-white in your thinking, and you don’t realize that other people aren’t.”
Darcy looked at her coolly. “And how would you know this?”
“
Darcy sat back in his chair, his eyes reassessing the little girl who had become an adult before his eyes.
“Okay, let’s look at it this way,” Georgiana continued uncomfortably. “Let’s say I was at school, and I met a guy. Say we were in the same dorm and had some classes together.” She hesitated and licked her lips. “And let’s pretend that after a few months I decided that I like the guy and I go to bed with him.” She wasn’t quite able to make eye contact with him, but her point was so important, she pressed on.
“And it’s great. It’s the best sex I will ever have in my life, okay?” she said quickly. “But then, the next morning, he tells me he loves me and he even wants me to move in with him, right away.” She stopped, letting the idea work on him, and then asked Darcy in a soft voice, “Would you want me to move in with him? Even if he was a great guy?”
Darcy frowned and shook his head. “Of course not.”
“Then how could you expect this of Elizabeth?”
Darcy looked away. “It’s just that I was happy. I didn’t want that happiness to end,” he said softly.
Georgiana put her arm around Darcy’s shoulder. “I know. And she probably didn’t either, but that’s really, really fast. She probably needed some time. Did you give it to her?”
Darcy snorted. “She walked out. How could I not give it to her?”
“So what happened next?” she asked gently.
“I got mad, and when she came in at rehearsal for the show, I tricked Charles into playing ‘It’s All a Joke.’”
Georgiana put her head in her hands for a moment then laughed and kissed her brother on the temple. “Only you, Will.”
Darcy smiled at himself. “I might have overreacted just a little bit.”
“Just a bit,” Georgiana agreed. “So then what happened? Did you talk to her?”
“I tried to, but she wouldn’t have it.”
“I can’t really blame her.” Georgiana took a moment to add up everything that had happened. “So what did you do then?”
“We changed our song. We played ‘Feel Me’ for them.”
Georgiana nodded. “I remember. Did it work? Did you talk to her after the show?”
Darcy shook his head. “No, I just left.”
Georgiana lightly slapped the side of her brother’s head.
“Ow!”
“Will!” she whined. “I can’t believe you. You’ve got to give her a chance to talk to you. That poor girl probably doesn’t know what to think.”
“I thought that if she loved me, she wouldn’t have walked out like that.”
She frowned. “Did you ever think that maybe Elizabeth just needed some time to think, and she was going to come back to you? After all, you played this song for her. Don’t you think you might want to see what she thought?”
“I thought she didn’t want to see me again. She said she was done. They played that ‘Good-bye’ song.” Darcy pushed away from his sister and stood up. Slowly he walked to the huge window overlooking the Berkshire Mountains and put his forehead against it.
“But that was before you played your song, right? Will, I really think you screwed up here.”
“You’re right, Georgie,” he said in a defeated voice.
Georgiana put her hand on his shoulder. “Before you make yourself crazy hating yourself, you might want to instead think about what you are going to say to her when you see her again.”
Darcy turned and pulled her into a close embrace. “I will,” he said. “Thanks, you give good advice, you know that?”
Georgiana looked into her brother’s eyes. “So do you,” she smiled lovingly.
Elizabeth looked with sympathy at her sister. Jane had dark circles under her eyes and despite the kind and
