My mother is at my apartment for the Labor Day weekend. She is attentive, but minds not to ask about David. It’s a week later and I haven’t heard from David. Things are genuinely over.
He’s even sent Ginny and Charlie over to collect his things and to drop off my spare key. I hand everything over without fuss and still make small talk. Ginny of course will not drop me as her maid of honour, even though I insist it could be awkward. I don’t ask how David is and no one tells me.
Mrs Cleary has messaged, asking me to please let her know when she can come around. I reply that I’m perfectly fine and she should enjoy her weekend with the Kings.
Mom is fixing us something to eat and we sit in front of the television watching whatever is on. I don’t have an inkling as to what it
