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little quick to throw in the towel?”
“Can we talk about something else?” she said quickly.
Martha shook her head then finished her dinner.
“Blaise told me what happened to his parents.”
“It was very sad. I’m glad he became an outstanding young man.”
“It seems like he doesn’t care for the business much.”
“Well, he’s the biggest cotton manufacturer in the south. I’m sure it’s stressful, but it’s nothing he can’t handle.”
Alexandra looked at her aunt. “You have a lot of respect for him.”
“More than words can say.”
She finished her meal then pushed it away.
“Do you like Lana and Hannah?”
“They are great,” she said simply.
“I’m glad you made some friends.”
Alexandra smiled. “I’m not totally unpleasant.”
“But you’re shy. If I didn’t point a flashlight at you, you would blend with the shadows.”
She carried her plate and washed it in the sink. After she dried it, she cleaned up the kitchen, making sure it was spotless as Martha left it.
“You seemed to come down here at the right time,” Martha said. “Having you around has made everything easier on me.”
“Blaise offered me a job as a receptionist so I should be out of your hair soon.”
Martha eyed her. “I don’t dislike having you here, Alex. You can stay as long as you want.”
“I know, but it’s still rude that I’m crashing here.”
“That’s what family is for,” she said with a smile. “They are the only people in the world you can be rude to and get away with it.”
“You have a point,” Alexandra said.
“And Blaise gave you a job?”
“It’s a secretary position.”
She nodded. “That was very nice of him.”
“He seems intent on solving all our problems.”
“When Mike died, he came to the house every day. He had his own mourning to do, but he still put me first.”
The more Alexandra heard her aunt praise Blaise, the more she liked him. He seemed perfect in every way. He had a heart of gold, and the confidence of a god. “How old is he?”
“Twenty four.”
“Wow.”
“What?” Martha asked.
“That’s such a young age to own your own company.”
“Well, it’s nothing he can’t handle.” She rose from the table and kissed her on the cheek. “Goodnight, dear. And thank you for dinner.”
“Make sure you put that ice pack on before bed.”
“I will.” She left the kitchen and disappeared into her room.
Even though Alexandra was tired, she didn’t feel like sleeping. She grabbed her phone from her bag then walked outside. She stared at the screen for a long time before she turned it on. Like she expected, there were hundreds of messages from her friends. Paul had the lead in most calls. She skimmed through them then deleted them. She composed a mass text message to everyone she knew.
I’m well. Thank you for checking. I miss you all.
She turned off her phone again and sighed. The only reason why she kept her phone off was because she didn’t want anyone to track her down, especially Paul. Talking to him would just break her heart. It was better this way. Now she could really clear her head and find whatever she was looking for. She was searching for an answer, but she hadn’t even found the question yet. Alexandra never felt more confused. She hoped time would heal all her wounds.
11
Alexandra woke up early to look presentable. Last time she worked with Blaise, she looked like hell. She let her hair fall around her shoulders, and she wore shorts and a bright t-shirt, which weren’t covered in wrinkles like last time.
When she walked outside, he was already hard at work.
“Hey,” she said awkwardly. Every time she was around him, she felt tense and nervous.
“Good morning,” he said with a smile. He was examining the dirt of the rows.
“How does it look?” she asked.
“Good. The manure seemed to help.” He stood up and wiped his hands on his jeans. She noticed the definition of his thighs. They were solid.
“Can we talk about something else?” she said quickly.
Martha shook her head then finished her dinner.
“Blaise told me what happened to his parents.”
“It was very sad. I’m glad he became an outstanding young man.”
“It seems like he doesn’t care for the business much.”
“Well, he’s the biggest cotton manufacturer in the south. I’m sure it’s stressful, but it’s nothing he can’t handle.”
Alexandra looked at her aunt. “You have a lot of respect for him.”
“More than words can say.”
She finished her meal then pushed it away.
“Do you like Lana and Hannah?”
“They are great,” she said simply.
“I’m glad you made some friends.”
Alexandra smiled. “I’m not totally unpleasant.”
“But you’re shy. If I didn’t point a flashlight at you, you would blend with the shadows.”
She carried her plate and washed it in the sink. After she dried it, she cleaned up the kitchen, making sure it was spotless as Martha left it.
“You seemed to come down here at the right time,” Martha said. “Having you around has made everything easier on me.”
“Blaise offered me a job as a receptionist so I should be out of your hair soon.”
Martha eyed her. “I don’t dislike having you here, Alex. You can stay as long as you want.”
“I know, but it’s still rude that I’m crashing here.”
“That’s what family is for,” she said with a smile. “They are the only people in the world you can be rude to and get away with it.”
“You have a point,” Alexandra said.
“And Blaise gave you a job?”
“It’s a secretary position.”
She nodded. “That was very nice of him.”
“He seems intent on solving all our problems.”
“When Mike died, he came to the house every day. He had his own mourning to do, but he still put me first.”
The more Alexandra heard her aunt praise Blaise, the more she liked him. He seemed perfect in every way. He had a heart of gold, and the confidence of a god. “How old is he?”
“Twenty four.”
“Wow.”
“What?” Martha asked.
“That’s such a young age to own your own company.”
“Well, it’s nothing he can’t handle.” She rose from the table and kissed her on the cheek. “Goodnight, dear. And thank you for dinner.”
“Make sure you put that ice pack on before bed.”
“I will.” She left the kitchen and disappeared into her room.
Even though Alexandra was tired, she didn’t feel like sleeping. She grabbed her phone from her bag then walked outside. She stared at the screen for a long time before she turned it on. Like she expected, there were hundreds of messages from her friends. Paul had the lead in most calls. She skimmed through them then deleted them. She composed a mass text message to everyone she knew.
I’m well. Thank you for checking. I miss you all.
She turned off her phone again and sighed. The only reason why she kept her phone off was because she didn’t want anyone to track her down, especially Paul. Talking to him would just break her heart. It was better this way. Now she could really clear her head and find whatever she was looking for. She was searching for an answer, but she hadn’t even found the question yet. Alexandra never felt more confused. She hoped time would heal all her wounds.
11
Alexandra woke up early to look presentable. Last time she worked with Blaise, she looked like hell. She let her hair fall around her shoulders, and she wore shorts and a bright t-shirt, which weren’t covered in wrinkles like last time.
When she walked outside, he was already hard at work.
“Hey,” she said awkwardly. Every time she was around him, she felt tense and nervous.
“Good morning,” he said with a smile. He was examining the dirt of the rows.
“How does it look?” she asked.
“Good. The manure seemed to help.” He stood up and wiped his hands on his jeans. She noticed the definition of his thighs. They were solid.
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