27: Dropping the Gloves by Mignon Mykel

27: Dropping the Gloves by Mignon Mykel

Author:Mignon Mykel [Mykel, Mignon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-02T18:00:00+00:00


Jordan

That went easier than I expected.

The entire time Marlo was out with Rori, I worried about what I was going to tell her.

What fucking man didn’t realize missing calls and calls that weren’t connecting, was due to things other than the person on the other end?

I hit my steering column in anger at myself.

Five fucking years, I went without my daughter.

All because of fucking Mac, and a night of drinking.

Last night, I found the blocked messages box on my phone and spent the last half of the flight listening through a shit ton of messages from Marlo.

When they moved.

When Rori was sick.

There were even a few messages from the first year, where almost all she did was cry on the phone.

It fucking broke me.

Those messages turned to her yelling.

Which turned to her quiet words, her scathing words, the ones that told me I was good for nothing.

There were a few months between messages, then.

Calls about something Rori did.

Calls where only Rori’s babbles filled the line.

I was a fucking goner then. I cried on a plane filled with men; cried for the years lost due to my own stupidity.

I should have looked into the missing calls.

I knew Marlo was better than that.

I should have never fucking left.

As I drove to practice, I couldn’t help but think…

There’d always been Winski. I should have grown a fucking set and asked him. Seen why the calls weren’t connecting.

Instead, I let him say her name, say Rori’s name, and punished myself by knowing my friend had pieces of my life.

And I let it all go.

So many mistakes.

So many years of anger.

Anger toward a girl—a woman—I knew was better than the ignoring, the pushing back, the pushing away.

I pulled into the garage at the arena, needing to start focusing on hockey. Marlo and I were a long way from fixed, and I could easily let our problems take up all my headspace.

I knew I wasn’t going to get my wife back, but maybe, in time, I could get back my friend.



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