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“Hurt about what?”
“I don’t know. I can just feel it, Jae. It’s in his eyes and his posture. I can hear it when he speaks and see it on his face, although he tries to downplay it. He’s lost someone or something. He’s hurting.”
“Well, I need you to remember one thing, Aeir; it’s not your job to fix him.”
“I knooooow.” Sighing, I peeped out the window of the tiny home that I’d fallen in love with. “I just feel so sad for him. I can tell his heart is pure and he’s a good human being. I just hate how life has ripped him to shreds.”
“You talking like you know the man, girl. You just met him.”
“I feel like it.”
“Like what?”
“Like I know him and know him well. It’s hard to explain.”
Defeated, I closed the blinds in the kitchen and leaned against the counter.
“I’m listening.”
“I said it’s hard to explain, Jae. I meant that literally.” I chuckled.
“Ummm hmmm.”
“I’m serious.”
“Let me find out you like the damn Grinch and ain’t known the man for two minutes.”
“It’s not that. But he is cute, I’m sure. Underneath all of that hair on his face and his head. It doesn’t look like he’s had a cut in years.”
“Living out in the middle of nowhere, he probably hasn’t.”
“Hey, be nice,” I encouraged. “I told you he’s in pain. It’s written all over him. Poor thing.”
“But back to what you were saying. What are you going to have for dinner?”
“Oh yeah. You had me sidetracked. He has a full garden and mini farm here. Fresh eggs, fresh milk, fresh food. The suite I’m staying in is fully equipped with a kitchen and all the things. It’s basically a really large, really gorgeous apartment. It’s a bit dated but that’s the part I love most. Like the tub, it’s an actual garden tub. I’ve been dreaming of garden tubs lately. How ironic, right?”
“Manifestation is real, honey.”
Have I manifested him?I wondered. He found his way to my dreams when I was asleep. He found his way in my head when I closed my eyes. And he’d found his way into my heart after only meeting him a few hours ago. I’d never met this man in my life, but I knewhisheart and I just wanted it to feel better soon.
“So, that still doesn’t answer my question. What are you cooking?”
“I’m heading out of the door right now to figure that out.”
I grabbed the wicker basket I’d found buried in the closet near the kitchen and tossed on the straw hat I’d found next to it. Being in the tiny home felt much like stumbling upon a thrift store that contained all the right things at the right time.
“It must be nice, friend, fetching your dinner from the front yard.”
“The land is massive. It seems to go on forever. On the way over, I saw corn. I’m certain that’s a part of the plan. Maybe potatoes if he has any and I’ll see if there’s anything else over there I can work with.”
“Do you have pots or anything to prepare the food with?”
“There are a few pots inside, and when you dropped me off at my parents’s the other day, my mom had a box waiting for me. All of my favorite snacks, salad dressing, and her favorite seasoning was inside.”
“As much as I hate to admit it, she’s really trying. She gave me hell to keep you here so I’m still salty, but she’s trying, Aeir.”
“I know. With time, I’ll feel better, but right now, I don’t have energy to waste on the topic or being upset. I’m just in a place where I don’t want to deal with it at all. I will, just not now.”
