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Chapter 234
I just wish that things were different between us. The silenced you have 1 You can even rally talk to me about anything because you think i will judge you, so you think it’s batter is keep quiet than open your mouth and talk to me. It’s the same for me. I want to talk to you, bet I just don’t know how ||
You put the cribs up today. I watched you work, and when you were finished, you had this, smile on your face. A big pennd smile that made you look like a juvenile wall who just caught his first rabber. When I didn’t mile back, you lost that smule, and 1 should have sait good jab something, anything but I didit, and yolu uridked out of the room with something throbbing inside your chest.
Sometimes I don’t know how to say thank you. The words get stuck in my throat, and cant seem to say anything, so I stay, I’m quer around you because I don’t know what to really say to you how to talk to you. What can we say that needs to be said? We both are weed in tight jina our skips that I don’t think we could really undress ourselves to the other. So I’m writing as a way to show you my bones. It’s not pretty I’m not beautiful on the side, 17
Your insides are still good.cash. They aren’t tested and Mocked like mine, there’s hope for you. Don’t let this keep you twisted up or blocked from experiencing the life you should be Eving. I’m going to be the story you tell our children. Be kind to my memory with them. Kids need to feel like their mothers are good wshers, not some evil villain that gives them rightmares and fucks up their entire lives up []
This is not another had choice. I keep saying over in my head as I try not to loosen the the that feels like a rose around my neck. The flowers smell sweet. They were her favore flowers draw. Kennedy learned how to sketch the wildflowers first before she moved onto more complicated things. It was the first thing I drew that felt right after her death]
Room service has left, and I count to three before knocking on the door. This is not a bad choice When the door open, as hard not to freeze up,
She’s dripping in red_
“You look beautiful” Stepping into her space, she smells exactly like Kennedy. Another inhale and I could stand bare all day with my nose buried into her neck pretending. But this it about pretending this is about good bye
“These are for you.” I can’t stop staring at her eyes; they look exactly like Kennedy’s, except without the hurt.
It’s a quick kini I press against her lips, and she tastes exactly like Kennedy. I can’t stop tasting my own lips time, with her scent on the
You look good, Cash. Please come in Everything smells like her: everything in this coom small only like Kennedy. The low light plays tricks on my eyes and I see the illusion of Kennedy smiling at me with red lips. Not Hazel
Thope you don’t mind, but I ordered for you” Hazel makes it easy forget she’s here and I’m now with Kennedy. I drop the small bag near the door for later.
“No, I don’t mind “she turns, leading me into a room where dinner is set up. Through the window, the city lights bleed into the right. The food in formal, elegant, and everything that Kennedy always wanted to try Red wine is in the decanter.
“What’s your Wi–Fi password?” She tells me, and I put on Kennedy’s playlist through the system the penthouse comes with.
Pulling out the chair for her to sit. I ruck her into the table before I take a seat. I can’t stop staring at her I can’t stop seeing Kennedy siting across from me. She smiles, and I know this is all right. The pretend is all right for now.
The wine pours smoothly into her glans, and I pour myself one as well the waits until I’ve put the first piece of steak its my mouth before she takes a bite
“We never had room service together. I never bought her flowers. This is something that I have always wanted to do for Kennedy. “A confession without judgment by the female sitting across from. She listens while taking a few sips of the wine
“Why didn’t you?” she searches my face [
“Because I was a stupid the weak wold“]]
“Were you a juvenile when you met her?” She’s trying to give me an excuse. Thave none
“No. I was full grown but very stupid. I choose not to look at her, but out the window at the casinos with billboard neon lights that are too harsh for eyes that want to defour, ||
“Aren’t we all sometimes she takes another drink, no judgment. Nothing but a soft smile that takes away the tension of my shoulders. ||
“I just wanted to have a nice dinner with
thee. I wanted to show her I could be a wolf she felt proud of on her arm. I wanted her to love me more.” My confession is for in a tear that dripe from the corner of my eye
