A Safe Place to Fall (Places Book 1) by Barbara Doyle

Author:Barbara Doyle [Doyle, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Barbara C. Doyle
Published: 2017-02-24T03:00:00+00:00

8

There was one thing I learned about time. You had none to waste, take advantage of, or give away. Time was a valuable asset that could save your sanity or drive you nuts. My grandmother used to tell me that time healed all wounds, but I was more worried about it shredding me apart.

Agreeing to give Nate time to think drove me mad for the past two weeks. The more time that went by, the more I started to wonder about what he was thinking. He said he wanted to prove something to me, so how could a text every now and again give me any shred of hope that he was truly working toward being forgiven? What did he need to do? Go to church and gather his Hail Mary’s?

Hell, I didn’t even know how that worked. Neither of my parents were religious so we never went to church. My grandparents never forced us to, even though my therapist told them that it might help to find myself spiritually. I didn’t know how finding God would really help, because clearly he wasn’t around if he was letting all the bad shit happen to me.

After I’d gone to the cemetery, it got me thinking about taking back my life. I was always determined to be independent and work my ass off for the things I wanted, but it wasn’t until talking to my dad that I realized what I needed to do.

For the longest time I’d avoided seeing my father because I blamed him for my mother’s insanity. Aaron never really wanted to visit because I knew he felt the same way. Our parents were the happy couple everybody was jealous of, and when he died that just went down the drain. Then everybody felt sorry for such a good relationship torn apart because of drunk driver.

Now I just felt bad for being so selfish. He was still my father, and avoiding him wasn’t accomplishing anything. Talking to him felt weird since it was a one-sided conversation, but he became the good listener that he always was when he was alive. That never changed. Blaming him for all of these years was pointless. The only thing it made me feel was angrier with myself, because I was selfish enough to blame my deceased father for something he never would have assumed would happen.

My mother never really seemed like the type to lose her marbles. She was a caring mother for the most part, how would he have known that she would drown her sorrows with rum and depression medicine?

“Earth to Blair,” Josh called from next to me, snapping his fingers in front of my face. “We have more inventory in the back that we need to put out, so if you don’t mind coming back to this realm for another hour.”

I blushed and picked up some of the boxes he was pointing to and made my way out of the backroom. Josh walked beside me talking about his new designer shoes that he waited three hours in line for just to buy.

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