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I know Seth can be a little overbearing and controlling at times, but he is a good person. I don’t want to see him getting upset.
Fergus raises a hand, stopping me. “Really? That’s quite bold of you to assume. Let me assure you; I plan to see to all of Sarah’s needs quite thoroughly.”
I snatch the phone from him, growling, “I’ll call you back, Seth!”
And then promptly proceed to end the call.
“That wasn’t very nice.” I scowl at Fergus.
Fergus frowns at me. “No matter what he did for you, that man has no right to try to control your life.”
I rub my temples in frustration. “Look, I have a complicated history with him. He’s always been looking out for me, and it’s taking him some time to realize that I no longer need his help. He’s like an older brother to me, Fergus. He means well.”
Fergus tilts his head. “I don’t think he feels the same way you do about your relationship.”
Hearing the front door open, I look over to see Agatha and Ian walk in.
“Did we miss the party?” Agatha asks, stealing some of the chips from Zayn’s bowl and munching on them.
“There is no party,” Fergus tells her. “Zayn’s been here since the noon. I think he plans to eat me out of food and home.”
“We ordered pizzas,” Ian announces and sits down next to Zayn. “What’re you watching?”
“Reruns.” Zayn studies him. “What’s that on your shirt?”
Ian shrugs. “I picked Agatha up from her luncheon and then we got ice cream.”
“Since when are you her chauffeur?” Zayn asks.
Agatha sits down on the armchair adjacent to the sofa and settles her black stocking-clad legs on Ian’s lap. “Since I knew you would eat my ear off if I asked, and Fergus would offer to get me an Uber rather than drive down for me.”
“She’s just using you for your car,” Zayn tells his friend. “You’re worth more than that.”
I turn my attention away from them, my heart a bit heavy. “I think I’m going to go for a walk.”
Fergus straightens. “At this hour? It’s dark outside.”
“It’s six in the evening,” I tell him. “I’ll be fine.”
I don’t give him a chance to respond and quickly grab my wallet and phone and shrug on my jacket. As I close the door behind me, I hear Ian ask, “What did you do to piss her off?”
I don't want to hear his response, so I step into the elevator.
It isn’t entirely dark outside for mid-November. There are some streaks of orange and pink in the sky, and I feel a little glad that today there is a stretch of sunlight; the air is less biting.
As I walk, I see a bus rolling down the street. I wait for it to stop and hop on. Seth’s place is far from here, but I want to talk to him. Maybe it is time I come clean to him about what happened, about Bryan.
I imagine several scenarios of how to tell him, but in my mind, all of them end badly. Sighing, by the time I get off at the last stop, I have to force myself to stop overthinking this. Fergus is slowly starting to become very important to me. I am finding it harder and harder to imagine my life without him.
It is important to me that both Seth and Fergus get along.
As I walk to Seth’s house, I pass the community center, and hearing a familiar gravelly voice, my blood freezes.
That is Roy!
Looking up, I see him leaning against a red car, talking to a young teenager. The boy looks terrified of him but is rapidly nodding his head.
I quickly duck, hiding behind the small staircase. I can't hear them very clearly, but I can make out some words. However, I don't get
