Chapter 14
Mary
“Please, Mary. It’s Christmas, for f**k’s sake.”
Brandon stands in a towel, brushing his teeth while I smooth lotion over my legs and arms. He’s been asking me to come to his parents’ house for Christmas. Actually, for the past week or so, he’s laid off me completely about everything else and has only focused on Christmas. I want to . . . so bad.
He’s frustrated with me. Hell, I’m frustrated with myself. I give myself pep talks when I’m alone that I need to grow up and move on with my life. Every morning I wake up thinking today will be the day that I tell Betty I want to move out. I figure I can start by moving somewhere close and still work for her. If I manage that . . . I’m not even sure what would be next. Baby steps.
Then I walk outside and take in my crappy surr
