9
Michele woke up early Sunday morning homesick. She knew it was ridiculous for a thirty-one year old woman to miss her home, but she did.
She missed her parents. Her old friends. Even her old place.
She wasn’t used to being so alone. She rented a small apartment from an elderly woman in Bereton. Her landlord was nice enough, but she was also old enough to be Michele’s grandmother and had her own family to spend time with.
Shit. It was pathetic that she was jealous of a woman three times her age.
She really needed to get out and meet new people. Derek was cute, but she wasn’t sure about mixing business with pleasure. She didn’t work for him, nor him for her, but was there a line?
She sighed. What difference did it make? She wouldn’t have time to have friends, let alone dates, if she
