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happening,”—she paused to look at her
watch—“like now. O-M-G. Now!!!” she exclaimed. “Can you give us a
minute please?”
The waitress seemed completely unfazed by my
tantrum and Tess’s dramatic narration. She must have been
accustomed to stoned Americans. What she didn’t realize was that if
I had eggs, I wouldn’t have been sitting in her booth. I’d be
saying my vows right about now to the man I had thought was the
love of my life. Instead, I was a grown woman half-baked into
oblivion.
“I’m sorry.” I sniffed when I looked up at
Tess several moments later. “I’m not one for public meltdowns. I
think the pot made me extra emotional. It’s just...” I wrung my
hands together in despair and felt stickiness from the tears and
mascara. “You know, I think there was a part of me that was hoping
Cooper had kept his hold on the Waldorf-Astoria and would whisk me
away right to the wedding I’d always wanted.”
Tess’s eyes widened upon hearing her
delusional Aunt’s true confession. After a moment, she reached
across the table and folded her hands over mine, looking stone-cold
sober.
“I’m sorry, Aunt Lu. You do not deserve to be
in this much pain. Cooper has no idea what he’s lost.”
“Thanks,” I sighed and gave her hand a
squeeze back. “Hey, would you mind if we went back to the room? I
promise, I’ll treat you to a feast in the morning. I have no
appetite and can’t sit here anymore.”
“You’re on, but if you think I’m waiting
until morning, you’re crazy. The vending machines will have to
suffice. I have munchies that cannot be controlled!” Tess popped a
piece of gum into her mouth.
We walked out of the diner, and suddenly I
had an impulse I couldn’t control. I took my phone out of my
bag.
“Tess, please don’t tell your mother what I’m
about to do. I need closure,” I declared.
“No,” Tess said firmly. “You don’t
mean...”
I nodded. “Remember, what you said earlier,
what happens in Amsterdam, stays in Amsterdam.” Just the thought of
making some sort of contact, any contact, with Cooper, was enough
to make me smile. “Don’t worry,” I said, waving my hand. “I’m just
going to say a quick hi. Keep it light.”
“Aunt Lu, you’re going to regret this. You do
not want to go there. Remember our conversation earlier today?
Materialistic? Damaged?”
“Aren’t we all, Tessie. I just told you the
negatives. We didn’t get into his positives. As you know, a
negative and a positive balance each other out. They equal a
neutral. That, my dear, is exactly what I am about to make. A
neutral hello.”
“No, a negative and a positive equal a big,
fat zero.” She formed a circle with her fingers and waved it in
front of my face.
I just smiled. I began to dial.
“Oh my God, it’s ringing.” I looked at Tess,
who was gnawing away on her nails.
It rang four times and then his voicemail
picked up. I could feel the color drain from my face as I listened
to his recorded voice.
“He changed his message,” I whispered. I felt
as if I had been kicked in the gut. What else had he changed? Was
he dating? Did he ever think about me?
Hearing his voice brought up so many
emotions—bitterness, sadness, hurt, jealousy, betrayal, and major
anxiety, followed by an enormous wave of nausea. My hands shook at
the beep of his voicemail. I cleared my throat and watched Tess
crack her knuckles.
“Hi Cooper...it’s me. Lucy. It’s been awhile.
Three months actually,” I laughed bitterly into the phone. “But
who’s counting, right?”
I cleared my throat again. “Happy wedding
day,” I sang in a too-high, slightly manic tone. “I’m in Amsterdam.
Celebrating the single life. Celibacy...” I looked over at Tess and
cringed. She had her face buried in her hands.
“I’m kidding. Not really.” A lump rose in my
throat and it actually hurt to swallow it. “Cooper,” I choked, “why
did you leave me? Why did you do this to us?”
Tess lunged for
watch—“like now. O-M-G. Now!!!” she exclaimed. “Can you give us a
minute please?”
The waitress seemed completely unfazed by my
tantrum and Tess’s dramatic narration. She must have been
accustomed to stoned Americans. What she didn’t realize was that if
I had eggs, I wouldn’t have been sitting in her booth. I’d be
saying my vows right about now to the man I had thought was the
love of my life. Instead, I was a grown woman half-baked into
oblivion.
“I’m sorry.” I sniffed when I looked up at
Tess several moments later. “I’m not one for public meltdowns. I
think the pot made me extra emotional. It’s just...” I wrung my
hands together in despair and felt stickiness from the tears and
mascara. “You know, I think there was a part of me that was hoping
Cooper had kept his hold on the Waldorf-Astoria and would whisk me
away right to the wedding I’d always wanted.”
Tess’s eyes widened upon hearing her
delusional Aunt’s true confession. After a moment, she reached
across the table and folded her hands over mine, looking stone-cold
sober.
“I’m sorry, Aunt Lu. You do not deserve to be
in this much pain. Cooper has no idea what he’s lost.”
“Thanks,” I sighed and gave her hand a
squeeze back. “Hey, would you mind if we went back to the room? I
promise, I’ll treat you to a feast in the morning. I have no
appetite and can’t sit here anymore.”
“You’re on, but if you think I’m waiting
until morning, you’re crazy. The vending machines will have to
suffice. I have munchies that cannot be controlled!” Tess popped a
piece of gum into her mouth.
We walked out of the diner, and suddenly I
had an impulse I couldn’t control. I took my phone out of my
bag.
“Tess, please don’t tell your mother what I’m
about to do. I need closure,” I declared.
“No,” Tess said firmly. “You don’t
mean...”
I nodded. “Remember, what you said earlier,
what happens in Amsterdam, stays in Amsterdam.” Just the thought of
making some sort of contact, any contact, with Cooper, was enough
to make me smile. “Don’t worry,” I said, waving my hand. “I’m just
going to say a quick hi. Keep it light.”
“Aunt Lu, you’re going to regret this. You do
not want to go there. Remember our conversation earlier today?
Materialistic? Damaged?”
“Aren’t we all, Tessie. I just told you the
negatives. We didn’t get into his positives. As you know, a
negative and a positive balance each other out. They equal a
neutral. That, my dear, is exactly what I am about to make. A
neutral hello.”
“No, a negative and a positive equal a big,
fat zero.” She formed a circle with her fingers and waved it in
front of my face.
I just smiled. I began to dial.
“Oh my God, it’s ringing.” I looked at Tess,
who was gnawing away on her nails.
It rang four times and then his voicemail
picked up. I could feel the color drain from my face as I listened
to his recorded voice.
“He changed his message,” I whispered. I felt
as if I had been kicked in the gut. What else had he changed? Was
he dating? Did he ever think about me?
Hearing his voice brought up so many
emotions—bitterness, sadness, hurt, jealousy, betrayal, and major
anxiety, followed by an enormous wave of nausea. My hands shook at
the beep of his voicemail. I cleared my throat and watched Tess
crack her knuckles.
“Hi Cooper...it’s me. Lucy. It’s been awhile.
Three months actually,” I laughed bitterly into the phone. “But
who’s counting, right?”
I cleared my throat again. “Happy wedding
day,” I sang in a too-high, slightly manic tone. “I’m in Amsterdam.
Celebrating the single life. Celibacy...” I looked over at Tess and
cringed. She had her face buried in her hands.
“I’m kidding. Not really.” A lump rose in my
throat and it actually hurt to swallow it. “Cooper,” I choked, “why
did you leave me? Why did you do this to us?”
Tess lunged for
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