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thing. Her.
    I smell the old
book—leather and roses? Her fragrance of choice since, forever. I keep the
memories at bay while I open to the first page. Trembling fingers.
     
     
    I met a man today…the man I’ll
marry. This one’s a keeper, I swoon as his blond hair blows in the wind as we
walk side-by-side. His eyes twinkle whenever he looks at me. I want to belong
to him.
    I barely resemble myself when I’m
with him. The playful spirit, the laughter, his touch. I would have never
predicted he would look my way. I still question, what he sees in me?
    Having someone wonder where you
are, miss you. It’s comforting.
    He gave me a St. Jude’s pendant and
a nifty silver dollar.
    He also understands why I want to
wait. Or he says he does.
    Mom and Dad don’t approve, they
call him a player, but they don’t know him like I do. He plays cards for money,
but you can’t judge a man for that.
    They say I’m playing with fire.
Maybe I am, but he’s exciting, and I’m exciting when I’m with him.
    Parents, they can be a drag
sometimes. They have their own secrets to be worrying about, not mine.
     
    Mary
     
    I close the book, her
first entry I think she was eighteen when she met my father. I never knew she
felt that way about him, ever. I place the book on the nightstand and drift off
to sleep. But not before worrying about Nathan.
     
    ~ ~ ~
     
    “Breakfast? How normal
of you,” I say. With blatant sarcasm.
    “What?” Dragging the
word out with that familiar draw of his, as he’s looking quite pleased with
himself.
    “You know Nathan will
be coming to find me soon.” Wanting to wipe that cocky grin off his face.
    “Of course he will, I
would if I was him.” A corner of his mouth lifting into a half-smile.
     
    Feeling brave and a
bit vindictive, I bring up the one thing that seems to upset him. “Why won’t
you take the ring back Cash?” Taking a seat.
    “It’s yours.” Not
able to make eye contact with me.
    “No, it’s only mine
if we are engaged, and we’re not.” Sensing an argument approaching.
    “I gave it to you,
with the intent you would keep it forever.”
    I can see the
internal struggle, his easy-going confidence disappearing.
    He shuts his eyes,
his forehead creased. “I fucked up.”
    “It was for the
best.” His eyes flash to mine, confusion written all over his face. “It lead me
to Nathan.” Making my feeling as clear as I can.
    “I understand the
consequences of my actions better than anyone, Bryer.”
    I question his
sincerity when I witness the hurt appear on his face. “I don’t think you ever
will,” I say with venom. It’s so easy to trigger the feelings of that day, and
all the days following. I’ll never forgive him for destroying so many parts of
me.
    “Things got out of
hand.” He admits.
    “I saw, your hands
were on the wrong body,” said with bite of anger, so easily regained from the
scars that I thought were healed.
    “Do we have to talk
about this now? I’d like to finish my breakfast, eat up.”
    “I think it would do
us both good to talk about that day, Cash.” Challenging him for the
conversation we never had, the words never spoken, the pain never resolved.
“That day,” I start.
    “Yes, that day.” The
tone of his voice plunging.
    “What a lethal combination
trust and love is. How fragile and easily destroyed it can be.”
    He glances up at the
ceiling, letting out a long breath. “I regret it all.” A line appearing between
his brows.
    “I believed in you, Cash,
trusted you.” Fight back tears I didn’t expect to surface.
    “It wasn’t your
fault, you know that, right?”
    Surprised that those
words mean something to me. What I would have given to have heard them then,
but I have to take some responsibility, I never gave him a chance, I didn’t
think he deserved one. It’s me that deserved those healing words. “I truly felt
like I wasn’t enough.” Laying it all out here for the light to see.
    “I was genuinely
ashamed, still