CharlieOn Mondays we didn’t open the restaurant, and I was glad of not having to see Mark that day either. Saturday night he’d largely left me to myself, but he smiled when he saw me, as if he was pleased that I was there, or perhaps that I was still speaking to him. Sunday night he hadn’t been working and it was a relief not to have to keep half an eye out for him as I worked. He unsettled me, even more so after our conversation. I couldn’t help thinking though that my challenge would not be answered. It was too much hard work for him to change so much that I could accept it. I didn’t believe he could prove he’d changed either, I don’t know what I expected him to do.
All I had to do now was clear all thoughts of him from my mind, and perhaps I could move forward and one day meet a guy wh
