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She got up and walked out into the garage without saying a word to me, which wasn’t like her at all.
“I’m sorry I’m late. I got stuck in traffic, but I bought everything you like.”
She nodded, walking back into the house. I grabbed her arm, stopping her. Obviously something was bothering her.
“Talk to me.”
She shrugged.
“Giselle,” I coaxed.
“I put away our laundry while you were gone.”
“Okay…” I let go of her arm to lean against the counter.
“I just wanted to do something nice for you.”
I tugged on the ends of her hair, trying to get her to smile. It usually worked, but today it didn’t.
“What’s wrong—”
“I’m fine!” she yelled in my face.
She left to go into the garage, leaving me standing there stunned by the turn of events. She never acted that way toward me before. We spent the entire weekend together and she barely said more than a few words to me. I swear one morning she looked like she had been crying all night. I paid extra close attention to her for the next few days, calling and texting her more often and most of the time she ignored my efforts.
“Hey, what’s up?” Aubrey answered her phone.
“Hey, how are you?”
“I’m good. I just got off work.”
Aubrey had gone back to school to get her certification in counseling. She was now helping battered women who were going through similar situations she had gone through. She said it helped her heal.
“How are things over there?” I asked, catching her off guard.
“What do you mean?”
“With Giselle. How is she actin’ with you?”
“I guess she’s been kinda quiet these last few days, but that’s normal, Dylan. She’s a teenage girl.”
“I think there’s more to it than that. She’s blowing me off, and I don’t fucking like it.”
“Hmm…”
“Say it.”
“I’ll talk to Giselle. I’ll see if I can get anything out of her. Better?”
“Much.”
“God, McGraw. It’s always a pleasure,” she sassed like the old Aubrey I once loved, and then hung up on me.
I was meeting Jacob for drinks at Half-Pint’s restaurant later that night. Lily was still the entertainment there and Jacob was just as pussy- whipped as he was before I was put away, waiting for her to get off to drive her home and shit.
“How’s the little man at home?” I questioned.
“Exhausting,” Jacob replied, peeling off the label from his beer.
