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I chuckle because that’s bullshit, and we both know it.
“Lies. You. Tell. You know full well my mother is not about to go easy on me after this last incident. One she came over to try to prevent from happening but ended up inadvertently causing to happen anyway.”
Hope tilts her head as she sits forward.
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
“When I went to the bathroom to take my shower, I took a drink because I felt it was what I needed in order to deal with her. Didn’t realize I was taking my sanity out of the equation when I took that dink.”
“Seriously? That’s wild. Still. You should stop avoiding her. Speaking of things you avoid. We should go over the list of people who have been hired or volunteer in the last year.”
She stands then moves towards her desk. As she rummages through the files on her desk, I recall something that caused me to dream of a woman I’ve worked hard to push out of my dreams over the years.
“Speaking of that, I could’ve sworn I saw Bl ...”
Knock, knock, knock.
That couldn’t have come at a more inopportune time.
“What time is it? Crap! I completely forgot why I came in here in the first place. As per usual, Jaxson you distracted me. I’ll talk to you later. I should be at your place around 7:00 tonight.”
She snatches a binder off her desk then rushes to my side.
“Love you.”
“Love you too.”
Hope kisses my lips then rushes out the door. I look around her office and wonder what I should do next. I have hours before my next session. This is one of the few places I can come that gets me out of my head enough that I don’t want to lose myself in a bottle. I know I can’t hide out here forever. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I ignore the missed calls and texts. Dialing a number I made myself memorize, I call for a car to take me home.
Home. The place with all the memories.
Yeah. That place. I can’t run from everything forever. If I could, I wouldn’t have returned to the one place that reminds me of the woman I’ve spent seven years trying to forget.
Chapter 4
Brooklynn
Hampton, GA The Past (April)– The morning after
One Year Earlier
My lids feel like heavy weights. It’s such a chore to get them open. When I finally squeak them open just a little bit, they feel dry and itchy. Great. Perfect. Is it allergy season again? Something beeps then there’s a chime before a woman’s voice comes over a speaker.
A speaker? Why would there be a speaker sounding in my house? That’s crazy. I’ve lost my mind. Wait. I know these sounds. This sounds like aGrey’s Anatomyepisode. What the heck is going on?
