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Tyler
I didn’t want to go, but Gabi insisted. As usual.
It had been only one week since my father had died, and I still felt like a zombie walking around. I was scheduled to go back to work in a couple more days, but I was thinking about coming up with some other excuse to miss another week. I didn’t feel ready for anything.
“It’s just dinner,” Gabi said. “Like they always do. We haven’t gone to one in ages. Besides, it would be good to get out of the apartment a little.”
I groaned, knowing this battle was lost.
So, I showered and got dressed and let her drive us to her brother’s apartment.
In the car, I glanced at her.
Damn, she had been the epitome of kindness and patience this past week. Even when I was acting like a jerk and didn’t deserve it. She stayed with me, she calmed
