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“I suppose I did disappear. I was referring toyour disappearing act in the days after.” I paused, trying to find the right words. “I also let it slip that I find you attractive that night. I wasn’t sure if that made you uncomfortable, too.”
A few seconds of silence passed.
“My absence has had nothing to do with any of that, Abby.”
“If you say so.”
He cleared his throat. “How’s everything going in that regard, by the way? With yoursymptom?”
“It’s still…going.”
“Good to know.”
“So, speaking of that, I have to tell you something,” I said, bracing myself.
“Okay…”
Here we go.“Sean from work asked me out.”
Dead silence followed.
“Are you still there?”
After a moment he said, “I’m here.”
“I didn’t give him an answer. He asked me about a week ago.” I took a deep breath. “I know how you feel about the guys from work, and honestly, I don’t want to do anything to upset you. But it’s gonna be a long nine months here—and I’m only going to get more pregnant as time goes on. That will complicate my social life.” I paused. “So I may take him up on his offer.”
Sig said nothing.
“I think you were right about Alistair,” I added. “But Sean seems like a nice guy.”
He finally grunted. “Hmm…”
“Is that all you have to say?”
“I don’t know what to say. You’re an adult. You don’t need my permission.”
“Do you think Sean’s a bad person?”
“I don’t really know him.”
“But you had opinions about Alistair. I just thought—”
“Alistair is a wanker. Stay away from him. End of story.”
“Alright, since you have nothing bad to say about Sean, I’ll assume no news is good news.”
“Right,” he muttered.
“Okay, then. Glad to see you’re back to talking in monosyllables.” I shook my head. “Good talk.”
CHAPTER 23
Sig
Track 23: “I Heard it Through the Grapevine” by Marvin Gaye
The weeks continued, and I realized I’d somehow managed to make it through the entire month of August without involving myself in Abby’s business. That was for the best. But when I heard her name as I passed the employee kitchen one morning, I had to pretend to be casually interested in the conversation. “Some good gossip, I take it?” I asked, stirring cream into a paper cup of coffee.
