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Authors: Kate Patrick
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to tell you, in person, that I think we’ve taken this relationship as far as it can go. Since I got hurt, I’ve had a lot of time to think about how things are between us. It is painfully obvious that we have nothing in common but parents that are friends. We enjoy being with different people, doing different activities, and going different places. I realized I have been doing everything you want to do, never saying no. The few times I’ve asked you to do something with my friends, you made it clear to me, and everyone present, how miserable you were. It’s the same thing with this injury. It hasn’t seemed important enough to you to even drop by to see how I am. I’m not fitting in with your plans, so I have become invisible, I guess.” He spoke in a level voice, looking her directly in the eyes.
“Reed, I called, didn’t I? You are just not feeling well. You’ll feel differently when you are more yourself.” Candace seemingly refused to be “let go” by him.
“No, actually, I’m more myself than I’ve ever been since I met you. And as far as the call, you called to remind me about which tux I was to wear. You just happened to find out about the accident then. Of course, that wasn’t going to stop you from going, not that I would have let you. You could have acted like you would have. I’ve been so busy with work, I never even noticed how things were between us. I guess I owe you an apology for not really caring enough about us either, or this conversation would have taken place a long time ago.” He sighed, looking out over the backyard toward Charlotte’s place.
“I guess you’re right, Reed. I’m sorry you’ve had to fend for yourself. I really should’ve been here for you.” She stood and came over to sit on the end of the sofa. She took his hand in hers and entwined their fingers.
“Oh, I haven’t had to fend for myself. Charlotte, someone that has known me a lot less time than you, has taken very good care of me. If it weren’t for her staying with me the first twenty-four hours, I’d be a long way back from where I am now.” He pulled his hand from her grasp, leaving her with her mouth half-opened in surprise.
“You mean that fat girl from out back took care of you?” She looked slightly disgusted as she followed his line of vision out the window toward the apartment.
“You know, I didn’t like the way you referred to her the first few times you said that, and I like it even less now. I think your parents are probably expecting you by now. I hope you find someone that meets all your narrow-minded requirements and makes you happy, Candace.” He got to his feet and made his way to the door.
Candace stood and followed him to the door. “I think you may have already found someone that meets your requirements, and there’s nothing narrow about her.”
“Get the hell out, Candace, before I forget trying to be a gentleman and start listing your flaws, because, unbeknownst to you, you do have them.” He opened the door for her to make her exit.
“Oh! Good riddance. Thank you for putting us both out of our misery.” She was nearly shrieking as she walked past him to get into her Mercedes. She squealed her tires and sped off down the driveway.
He turned to go inside when movement out of the corner of his eye caused him to look up the stairs of the apartment to see Charlotte walking out wearing a red sundress and red strappy sandals. She was carrying a casserole dish of some sort as she moved as gracefully as a pageant winner down the flight of stairs toward him.
He came toward her and met her as she held the casserole dish between them. She lowered her head and spoke in serious tones. “I just heard on the TV that there’s a crazed bitch-woman on the loose who is stalking crippled men who can’t escape her insane ranting and raving. When they showed her picture, she looked an awful lot like me. I thought I’d come over and warn you in case you might open the door to her,
“Reed, I called, didn’t I? You are just not feeling well. You’ll feel differently when you are more yourself.” Candace seemingly refused to be “let go” by him.
“No, actually, I’m more myself than I’ve ever been since I met you. And as far as the call, you called to remind me about which tux I was to wear. You just happened to find out about the accident then. Of course, that wasn’t going to stop you from going, not that I would have let you. You could have acted like you would have. I’ve been so busy with work, I never even noticed how things were between us. I guess I owe you an apology for not really caring enough about us either, or this conversation would have taken place a long time ago.” He sighed, looking out over the backyard toward Charlotte’s place.
“I guess you’re right, Reed. I’m sorry you’ve had to fend for yourself. I really should’ve been here for you.” She stood and came over to sit on the end of the sofa. She took his hand in hers and entwined their fingers.
“Oh, I haven’t had to fend for myself. Charlotte, someone that has known me a lot less time than you, has taken very good care of me. If it weren’t for her staying with me the first twenty-four hours, I’d be a long way back from where I am now.” He pulled his hand from her grasp, leaving her with her mouth half-opened in surprise.
“You mean that fat girl from out back took care of you?” She looked slightly disgusted as she followed his line of vision out the window toward the apartment.
“You know, I didn’t like the way you referred to her the first few times you said that, and I like it even less now. I think your parents are probably expecting you by now. I hope you find someone that meets all your narrow-minded requirements and makes you happy, Candace.” He got to his feet and made his way to the door.
Candace stood and followed him to the door. “I think you may have already found someone that meets your requirements, and there’s nothing narrow about her.”
“Get the hell out, Candace, before I forget trying to be a gentleman and start listing your flaws, because, unbeknownst to you, you do have them.” He opened the door for her to make her exit.
“Oh! Good riddance. Thank you for putting us both out of our misery.” She was nearly shrieking as she walked past him to get into her Mercedes. She squealed her tires and sped off down the driveway.
He turned to go inside when movement out of the corner of his eye caused him to look up the stairs of the apartment to see Charlotte walking out wearing a red sundress and red strappy sandals. She was carrying a casserole dish of some sort as she moved as gracefully as a pageant winner down the flight of stairs toward him.
He came toward her and met her as she held the casserole dish between them. She lowered her head and spoke in serious tones. “I just heard on the TV that there’s a crazed bitch-woman on the loose who is stalking crippled men who can’t escape her insane ranting and raving. When they showed her picture, she looked an awful lot like me. I thought I’d come over and warn you in case you might open the door to her,
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