Chapter 11
When everyone else left, I hung around a little while, like I usually did. Charlie lived upstairs in an apartment above Bite Me! and I usually helped her close up after our Tuesday night girls’ nights. Charlie always insisted I didn’t have to, but since she never let me pay I figured I could help her out once in a while.
“Are you doing okay?” she asked when we were alone.
“Of course, why?” I asked, feigning ignorance I didn’t feel. I knew what she was asking, but I didn’t want to think about it. I hoped if I acted like I was fine she would let it go.
I was wrong.
“You seem a bit off since you ended things with Mike. I know you said you don’t love him or anything, but you just haven’t been yourself. I wanted to make sure everything is okay.”
I shrugged. “I’m fine, Charles.
