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Authors: Christie Mack
Tags: General Fiction
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Steven got his desire to help others.
Her father also made his beer. And he would insist to anyone who would listen that his home-brew was the best kind, better than any beer you could buy at the supermarket.
The room looked just as it used to look except for a change of paint colour. The fireplace was still intact. The mantle above it was the same as well. It had been the home to a selection of framed photographs from memorable moments of the family throughout the years.
Abby used her fingers to trace over the markings on the wooden frame of the doorway. Her mother had used the doorframe to measure each of her children’s height over the years. Even to this day, they were still etched into the woodwork. She could see that even as a child, there was a height difference between Steven, Abby and Jessica. He always towered over his sisters.
As Abby continued to roam the rest of the house, she opted to stay clear of the bedrooms at the risk of waking the couple’s two young children. Sam remained in the hallway. She was grateful he left her alone with her memories. While it was wonderful to be able to come back and visit the house she had grown up in with family, Abby also knew that she had to move forward with her life. Although she would never disregard her past and would treasure her memories forever, she couldn’t dwell on what used to be anymore.
Abby thanked the couple, Seth and Jamie, for their warm generosity. Then she joined Sam at the door, scanned her surroundings one final time and headed out into her sometimes-scary new life.
L ater that night, Abby was still with Sam, having agreed to join him for a couple of drinks back at his hotel. She’d hesitated when he’d offered but surprisingly changed her mind. So now they were on drink number three, and it seemed to Sam that she was having a good time. Of course, being a little tipsy probably had a lot to do with that. He guessed she didn’t usually indulge in a lot of wine.
“I don’t think I thanked you for earlier, so thank you,” Abby blurted out.
Abby could see that she had surprised Sam by her comment. Up to this point, Abby knew that she could come across as being uptight. Although she must admit that she had thought the same thing about him too.
His job at the hospital was often the reason why he couldn’t commit to a long-term relationship. That, and memories of his disastrous first marriage.
“You’re thanking me?”
Abby rolled her eyes. “Don’t look so surprised. You don’t know that it doesn’t happen a lot. Even with people I’m not crazy about. I am glad you made the first move in knocking on the front door. I would have never done it alone.”
Sam chuckled, clutching at his chest. “I don’t know whether I should feel sad at the fact you don’t like me.”
“Well, I didn’t like you a whole lot, but after the way we met, you should have expected that. You were chatty on the plane and you spilt coffee on me.”
Sam opened his mouth in shock. “What? Do you mean to say you don’t like small talk on a plane? I’m sorry. I was a bit anxious about flying. I thought it might help that it would keep my mind off the fact that I was in the air.”
“I guess you couldn’t know that when I travel by plane, I like my flight quiet. I like to read a good book, listen to music or get some work done. I’ll forgive you for that. But after we landed, you stole my taxi!”
“I’m sorry for that,” Sam said. “That was wrong of me to do. I don’t usually do that.
“It’s okay. Just don’t make a habit of it or I might have to hold against you. I can be mean when I want to.” Abby downed the last of her wine in her glass. “But I don’t want to talk about that. I’m ready to have some fun.”
“Would I be correct in saying you don’t have a lot of fun?”
Sam guessed he was spot on by the look Abby gave him. “I have a good time,” she protested. “I know how to have fun. I bet I have more fun than you do, Dr
Her father also made his beer. And he would insist to anyone who would listen that his home-brew was the best kind, better than any beer you could buy at the supermarket.
The room looked just as it used to look except for a change of paint colour. The fireplace was still intact. The mantle above it was the same as well. It had been the home to a selection of framed photographs from memorable moments of the family throughout the years.
Abby used her fingers to trace over the markings on the wooden frame of the doorway. Her mother had used the doorframe to measure each of her children’s height over the years. Even to this day, they were still etched into the woodwork. She could see that even as a child, there was a height difference between Steven, Abby and Jessica. He always towered over his sisters.
As Abby continued to roam the rest of the house, she opted to stay clear of the bedrooms at the risk of waking the couple’s two young children. Sam remained in the hallway. She was grateful he left her alone with her memories. While it was wonderful to be able to come back and visit the house she had grown up in with family, Abby also knew that she had to move forward with her life. Although she would never disregard her past and would treasure her memories forever, she couldn’t dwell on what used to be anymore.
Abby thanked the couple, Seth and Jamie, for their warm generosity. Then she joined Sam at the door, scanned her surroundings one final time and headed out into her sometimes-scary new life.
L ater that night, Abby was still with Sam, having agreed to join him for a couple of drinks back at his hotel. She’d hesitated when he’d offered but surprisingly changed her mind. So now they were on drink number three, and it seemed to Sam that she was having a good time. Of course, being a little tipsy probably had a lot to do with that. He guessed she didn’t usually indulge in a lot of wine.
“I don’t think I thanked you for earlier, so thank you,” Abby blurted out.
Abby could see that she had surprised Sam by her comment. Up to this point, Abby knew that she could come across as being uptight. Although she must admit that she had thought the same thing about him too.
His job at the hospital was often the reason why he couldn’t commit to a long-term relationship. That, and memories of his disastrous first marriage.
“You’re thanking me?”
Abby rolled her eyes. “Don’t look so surprised. You don’t know that it doesn’t happen a lot. Even with people I’m not crazy about. I am glad you made the first move in knocking on the front door. I would have never done it alone.”
Sam chuckled, clutching at his chest. “I don’t know whether I should feel sad at the fact you don’t like me.”
“Well, I didn’t like you a whole lot, but after the way we met, you should have expected that. You were chatty on the plane and you spilt coffee on me.”
Sam opened his mouth in shock. “What? Do you mean to say you don’t like small talk on a plane? I’m sorry. I was a bit anxious about flying. I thought it might help that it would keep my mind off the fact that I was in the air.”
“I guess you couldn’t know that when I travel by plane, I like my flight quiet. I like to read a good book, listen to music or get some work done. I’ll forgive you for that. But after we landed, you stole my taxi!”
“I’m sorry for that,” Sam said. “That was wrong of me to do. I don’t usually do that.
“It’s okay. Just don’t make a habit of it or I might have to hold against you. I can be mean when I want to.” Abby downed the last of her wine in her glass. “But I don’t want to talk about that. I’m ready to have some fun.”
“Would I be correct in saying you don’t have a lot of fun?”
Sam guessed he was spot on by the look Abby gave him. “I have a good time,” she protested. “I know how to have fun. I bet I have more fun than you do, Dr
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