Tiffany I feel like I am half dead. My morning routines usually begin with a run and then a cup of coffee but this morning I can barely get up from bed. I'd only had one glass of whisky from the bar before the fight broke out but it feels like I had an entire bottle with the pounding in my head.
I say, "I really hope she's fine." But Madeline says nothing even when I nudge her and use my eyes to signal to her. She only does this when she's lost in her own world and I can't fault her. Allysa was our friend even though we weren't too close. Madeline steps aside to make a phone call while
Madeline sighs and parks the car by the side of the road. Then she turns in her seat to look at me. "Are you sure of this? It's a really small town compared to this place and you won't have anyone there." "We are going to be talking on the phone," I say with a small laugh. "You make it sound as th
Larry A whole day has passed and yet the memory of Caroline half naked in my room, kissing me, won't leave. It's almost annoying to think about considering the fact that I do not for a second like her. Or whatever she represents. And sometimes I wonder how I had been able to fall in love with he
It's from Caroline. Another invitation but this is different from before. This is… Hey, Larry. I am kind of drunk right now. Not so drunk…oops, sorry. Uhmmmm why can't you love me as before? I'm sick and tired of trying so hard for you to notice me. No…no, I'm…it's fine. I love you. I'll stay as
I nod and sniff and clean my eyes with the back of my hand. "He sent me a message." "What message?" I show her the message and she goes over to my phone to read it. After she is done, she keeps the phone back down and shakes her head at me. I sit upright and Amila pulls me into an embrace.
Caroline I wake up as bright light illuminates my face from the half-opened window. I groan from the headache which overpowers me as I try to sit upright. Yep, I shouldn't have drunk at all last night. I roll out of the bed and look around the room all the while holding my head. It's very unfami
He says, “Have you called the agent yet? You need to go back to your cabin and rest, Caroline. You look like you’ll pass out anytime soon.” I nod. “Show me around,” she says. I flip the phone back and show him a part of where I am standing. Behind me, there is a building painted with a combinati
By having him so close to me again, I feel like I can become someone good enough for both of us. "Just be careful around him," Madeline says. "I know you…Tiffany. Please be careful." "I shouldn't fall in love with him?" I tease because we both know that I am hopelessly in love with Larry who is
I square my shoulders and look at her dead in the eyes. “I don’t care about anything else, Sweets. I want you to be someone I can be myself with. I want to protect you, love you, and ache for you. I want to be the man that you seek for. Please let me be that for you…for us.” Is This Real?
Larry I pass her the chocolates and she opens it and takes one out. She bites from it and closes her eyes to savor the sweet taste. “Do you like it?” I ask. She nods. “You have good taste. Try it with me, Larry.” We sit together on the couch in the living room and I take one of the chocolat
I actually atop breathing and a shiver runs down my spine when I hear this because, somehow, I know it might be the truth and me clinging onto old memories and what ifs and maybes are because I can’t get over leaving again. “Hard truth, Tiffany?” Laurene asks but she doesn’t wait for an answer. “
I raise my cup and lean forward. We are sitting in a circle so it makes it easy for me to look from either of the friends here with me. “What should we toast to?” Laurene licks her lips and raises her glass too. “To us being the most creative friends on the East Coast.” “To our reunion!” Brynn s
Tiffany I go to visit Laurene at her place to tell her about what has been happening. "I don't support you leaving Adrian for whatever you are doing!" She says to me. "Is that why you gave him my number and where to find me?" I ask. I'm still angry that she did but when I ask this, I am not r
"That is lovely," she says and we kiss again. It feels like this is the best life. I leave her house and go home. I am happy with how everything is turning out to be that for a while I seem to have forgotten about Caroline's cheating and her hurting our son until she shows up at my house the n
"And the divorce papers you sent?" She asks with a rather sharp tone. "That hurt me. What about it? What are we to do with that?" "Tear it up," I say. "I can't stand a minute with you, sweets. Forgive me and stay with me." I take her to my car and drive her home. On the drive home, we are silent
Larry Tiffany kisses me and it takes all of my willpower not to slam her into me and kiss her with all of my pent-up emotions. I miss her dearly and having her so close to me only ignites the longing and doubles it too. After she breaks the kiss, we stand apart just breathing in each other's s