10
Ginny
Two weeks of training pass. Every morning I get up at four thirty and make it to Liam’s by five. Grandma Enid, bless her, agreed when the early morning trainings started to watch Bean and give her breakfast in my absence. Although, she did make it very clear what she thought of my plan. Specifically, that I was driving down the road to hell and tarnation.
I’m beginning to agree with her. Why did I take him to the swimming quarry? Why did I let him hold me at the archery range? Why do I open up to him and share?
He’s leaving. This is temporary.
Grandma Enid is right in a way. She thinks that hell and tarnation is getting Bean’s hopes up, but the real hell is me starting to feel again. To think that I could have happiness. That Liam and Bean and I could…what? Nothing. We could
