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I should be happy; I think as my toes sink into the cream carpet and I stretch out in the room. Then I see that he’s drawn the curtains and someone could see me, so I hurry into the bathroom and have a shower. Just like he said there's a robe and everything that I need to freshen up including a toothbrush. I quickly shower and pin my hair back. I could dry it, but that would take ages and the way that he was trying to get me to get ready. I’m assuming that time isn’t on our side.
As I put my clothes on, it doesn’t take long for me to find Isaac. He’s standing just outside my door. I wonder if he was debating whether to come in or not this whole time? Why does he keep backing away?
“You were waiting for me by standing outside my door?”
He shakes his head not saying a word, he’s not looking at me, but more at my feet.
“Did something happen?”
Again, he shakes his head, but says, “We need to get going.”
He says it so quietly automatically I feel the need to comfort him. What happened? Why does he always do that?
I grab his hand, “Isaac have you been drinking again?”
This is the only time that his mood changes, whenever he’s had a drink. That must be why he’s acting like this.
“No, I’m just thinking that we should get going. I haven’t touched a drink, but if we stay here any longer. I might just do that.”
On that note, we move quickly to the elevator and head to his car. Black suits him; I thought that with his dark hair that it’ll absorb into one. But no, with his polo shirt and black pants he looks completely different to when we’re on the ranch.
“What are you smiling about?”
He asks as we stand in the elevator.
“Oh, just how different you are here compared to in the ranch.”
He nods, “That’s because the ranch is my place of insanity.”
“And here your place of sanity?”
“Yes.”
Then we head out of the elevator, and I follow him like a puppy. It doesn’t make any sense if here is his place of sanity then why does he drink when he’s here.
“So how comes you’ve been drinking whenever you’re here?”
He opens the car door, and I stand to wait for him to reply, “Because there’s been so much pain on the ranch.”
He motions for me to sit down and I follow suit. He closes the car door, and he doesn’t wait for me to prompt him. He turns to face me, “My mom, grandma, and my dad all died at that ranch.”
“I thought your mom and grandma were sick?”
He nods, “They were and when they found out that there was nothing more that the hospital could do for them. They opted to die at home. Part of me wishes they hadn’t. The selfish part of me and I hate it at times, so I do the one thing that I’m good at, I just avoid the ranch.”
“I sometimes visit the place that my parents died; they died in a car crash.”
“I know you told me Elle; they say that time heals all wounds eventually. I don’t want the wounds to heal. I just want to forget it most of the time.”
“About your parents and grandma?”
He shakes his head, “No. Not about them.”
He’s quiet for a moment, and it’s as if he’s thinking about something, but then he changes his mind, “We need to get there soon otherwise, we won’t enjoy our day out.”
“Are we not going to the ranch today?”
He laughs, “You do love that place?”
