Chapter 37 Marie
I’m well aware I’m driving above the speed limit, but those last fifteen minutes before seeing Olivia again are the hardest. Another entirely new sensation to me. It’s been quite the year so far for those, and I have an inkling that I’m not done with firsts yet. It’s only September. So much can still happen.
I drive straight to her house. I park haphazardly, and the front door swings open, and then there she is. There she bloody well is. I take a moment just to look at her, to relish in the exquisite sensation of having exactly what my heart desires. To be with her. Who knew love could feel this way? I certainly didn’t. I never really understood what the fuss was all about, what all those films and novels were about—until now.
It’s crystal clear as I open the door of my
