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through the rest of the day, she needed to eat.
“Sometimes I get so mad at Dad for putting up a wall between us when I was young.” She felt as if she was rambling. “Actually, when I think about it, there are a lot of things I resent Dad for, because he wasn’t a good example. I wish he had been, but there were so many choices he made that could have been so much better. Neglecting your mom, and then divorcing her and marrying Wanda is a huge example of that. There are other examples, of course.”
“We may know each other better than anyone else, but we still keeps secrets, don’t we?”
“Yeah, we do.”
She looked at him, and last night flashed through her mind again.
“How could we not? There are times when I just wanted to be able to spend some time not thinking about how terrible my life was. I wanted to just…to forget for a bit.”
She cut her food into pieces, hoping to make it look more appetizing, but nothing helped. As she filled her fork, she shrugged.
“You, I believe, were the same way.”
“Most of the time I was. Then there were days when all I wanted to do was talk about it, and you were always there to listen.”
“And I always will be there to listen, because I care about you. You’re my best friend, Chase.” She felt her face flush as she thought of sleeping with him. Nothing made sense. “We’re always going to be friends, Chase,” she added, uncertain who she was trying to convince.
At the time, sex had seemed right, so she knew she shouldn’t regret it. Despite everything she told herself, she did regret it. She regretted it for so many reasons, she wasn’t sure she knew what each of them were. “No matter what happens, I promise we will always be friends,” she said.
The look he gave her was impossible to read. She didn’t know what he was thinking, and she couldn’t bring herself to ask. She knew she should. They needed to talk about it, and they would have to eventually. Could she still be friends with him if the sex was a temporary thing?
The waiter brought Chase’s breakfast, and he began to eat. She played with her food. She tried to push all her emotions aside. What she needed to be thinking about was finding a place to rent, and finding a job, instead of thinking so much about something she couldn’t change. It had happened, and there was nothing she could do about it. In a couple of days, they could talk about it, but it was best to get settled first.
She watched him stir pieces of his omelette around on his plate. Maybe he was just as perplexed.
“Now, what’s the plan for today?” she asked.
“Find a nice place. And look for jobs we like. Or at least jobs we can tolerate until we find something we like. While I was waiting for you, I emailed a couple more places. They have a few good leads for us. Some of them are probably too expensive, but that’s okay. We’ll just weed those out, and we’ll look for jobs in the meantime.”
“You did ask for places that were furnished, right?”
“Of course. One or two bedrooms, with furniture, because we don’t have any of our own,” she said between bites.
“We definitely can’t afford to buy furniture.”
“Yeah. That’s true.”
“Maybe even studio apartments. It doesn’t have to be big. Just until we figure things out.”
Meaghan could see how worried he was. His forehead was crinkled, and he chewed his food slowly and carefully. She was worried, too, but moving to San Diego—a place she already thought of as home because she went to school here—couldn’t be so bad.
She tried to think positive. A positive outlook could help with a lot of things, and she knew that from experience with problematic courses. She reminded herself it had never helped her deal with Wanda. But then, Wanda was just screwing some strange guy at a gas station restroom. Why on earth was she worried about her anymore?
She looked over at Chase. After finishing his eggs, he started in on his toast. He noticed her
“Sometimes I get so mad at Dad for putting up a wall between us when I was young.” She felt as if she was rambling. “Actually, when I think about it, there are a lot of things I resent Dad for, because he wasn’t a good example. I wish he had been, but there were so many choices he made that could have been so much better. Neglecting your mom, and then divorcing her and marrying Wanda is a huge example of that. There are other examples, of course.”
“We may know each other better than anyone else, but we still keeps secrets, don’t we?”
“Yeah, we do.”
She looked at him, and last night flashed through her mind again.
“How could we not? There are times when I just wanted to be able to spend some time not thinking about how terrible my life was. I wanted to just…to forget for a bit.”
She cut her food into pieces, hoping to make it look more appetizing, but nothing helped. As she filled her fork, she shrugged.
“You, I believe, were the same way.”
“Most of the time I was. Then there were days when all I wanted to do was talk about it, and you were always there to listen.”
“And I always will be there to listen, because I care about you. You’re my best friend, Chase.” She felt her face flush as she thought of sleeping with him. Nothing made sense. “We’re always going to be friends, Chase,” she added, uncertain who she was trying to convince.
At the time, sex had seemed right, so she knew she shouldn’t regret it. Despite everything she told herself, she did regret it. She regretted it for so many reasons, she wasn’t sure she knew what each of them were. “No matter what happens, I promise we will always be friends,” she said.
The look he gave her was impossible to read. She didn’t know what he was thinking, and she couldn’t bring herself to ask. She knew she should. They needed to talk about it, and they would have to eventually. Could she still be friends with him if the sex was a temporary thing?
The waiter brought Chase’s breakfast, and he began to eat. She played with her food. She tried to push all her emotions aside. What she needed to be thinking about was finding a place to rent, and finding a job, instead of thinking so much about something she couldn’t change. It had happened, and there was nothing she could do about it. In a couple of days, they could talk about it, but it was best to get settled first.
She watched him stir pieces of his omelette around on his plate. Maybe he was just as perplexed.
“Now, what’s the plan for today?” she asked.
“Find a nice place. And look for jobs we like. Or at least jobs we can tolerate until we find something we like. While I was waiting for you, I emailed a couple more places. They have a few good leads for us. Some of them are probably too expensive, but that’s okay. We’ll just weed those out, and we’ll look for jobs in the meantime.”
“You did ask for places that were furnished, right?”
“Of course. One or two bedrooms, with furniture, because we don’t have any of our own,” she said between bites.
“We definitely can’t afford to buy furniture.”
“Yeah. That’s true.”
“Maybe even studio apartments. It doesn’t have to be big. Just until we figure things out.”
Meaghan could see how worried he was. His forehead was crinkled, and he chewed his food slowly and carefully. She was worried, too, but moving to San Diego—a place she already thought of as home because she went to school here—couldn’t be so bad.
She tried to think positive. A positive outlook could help with a lot of things, and she knew that from experience with problematic courses. She reminded herself it had never helped her deal with Wanda. But then, Wanda was just screwing some strange guy at a gas station restroom. Why on earth was she worried about her anymore?
She looked over at Chase. After finishing his eggs, he started in on his toast. He noticed her
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