Accept Me by J.L. Mac

Author:J.L. Mac [Mac, J.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary
Publisher: J.L. Mac
Published: 2014-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

I’m sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I hope you’ll forgive me one day.

—D

My eyes scan the note three times in a row. He was here. He was here. I could smell him. I can still smell him. I clutch the note to my chest and sink to the floor against the kitchen island.

It’s really over.

I’ve never been so heartbroken.

It’s amazing at the things that can happen in a matter of two weeks’ time. I’ve eaten a bunch of junk. I’ve slept. A lot. I’ve watched one chick flick after another even though they make me feel worse. Yet another example of my propensity for self-loathing.

I haven’t seen much of Grams. I’ve spoken to her twice, both times cut short by my lacking intestinal fortitude. I made an excuse to hurry off the phone because talking to her just hurt too much.

Hemingway is the only one who doesn’t mind my wallowing. Brian dropped him off that next morning after Damon kicked me out. Hemingway is just happy that I’m almost always home. I pop into work for the things that I have to be there for, but otherwise I avoid the store. It hurts even being there. It hurts knowing that it was the very place where I met Damon for the second time. Walking into that place is the equivalent of walking into a burning building. I hold my breath and run in, do what I have to, and make my escape before the flames consume me.

Noni doesn’t seem to mind. She hasn’t said much about anything except for the occasional “I’m here if you need to talk.” Other than that, she’s been doing a fine job of working her tail off to get things ready for the grand reopening that I’d prefer not to attend. She deserves a raise. I figured the least I could do was give her the keys to Captain’s house. She insisted on paying rent, but I told her that she was free to stay there as long as she paid the taxes and managed the expenses for maintenance and upkeep. She agreed and ditched her old apartment in the dodgy part of town the next day with a promise that she’d find a way to buy the property off of me one day. I told her that she was doing me a favor by moving in, but she still thinks that I was being too generous. She’s crazy.

The extent of my social life has consisted of fast food with Brian and chatting with Howard, the security guy, on my way out to walk Hemingway. I’ve bumped into Handy Andy almost every day when we’re out on a walk and I’m starting to see that it’s no accident. He’s been kind and understanding that I’m a heartbroken train wreck right now, and his flirtation has been kept to a minimum. Thank God. He walks his black lab, who I named Chaucer. We meet in about the same place every evening and sometimes we let Hemingway and Chaucer off their leashes for a run in the dog park.

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