Once we were both out of tears, we agree to try and start the heeling process, for both our sakes. We had a mutual understanding that it would take time and that trust had to be rebuilt, on both sides.
After sitting peacefully in each other's company for a bit, I drive us to my house for the weekend. My parents were out of town on a business trip.
"At least let me help."
"Absolutely not, that would shatter my manly pride into a million pieces." I shoot her a sparkling smile. "Unless you're scared to try my cooking?"
"Of course, I'm not scared. But I could help with something, instead of just sitting here."
I can tell she's a bit lost at the idea of just sitting still. I'm a bit lost as well. I never thought she would ever sit on that barstool again.
"Well, there's nothing. So th
