Back to Me by Taylor Brittany

Author:Taylor, Brittany
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2019-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

GRAHAM

I hold out my hand, waiting for the man behind the checkout window to give me my change. Feeling the coins drop into my palm, I send him a slight nod and walk over to a small picnic table sitting under a large oak tree in the middle of the park. The park is littered with at least twenty food trucks. Sitting down on the picnic bench, I grin, breathing in the savory scent of my pork belly tacos. The shade from the branches hanging over the picnic table is a refreshing relief from the hot Texas sun beating down on me. The skin on the back of my neck beads with sweat, and I’m thankful to find the best spot to sit down and eat my lunch.

Pinching the taco closed with both hands, I lift it to my mouth, taking a giant first bite. Sighing, I gaze out at the park, watching people walk up and down the sidewalks, carving a pathway through the green-brown grass. Quickly finishing my first bite, I swallow and take another bite before sliding my phone out from the front pocket of my jeans.

Opening my thread of texts with Sara, I stare at the last text I sent, promising her I would be there for her no matter how today would turn out. I texted her again, letting her know I would be going to my favorite place to eat lunch. In tiny font, the word “read” is displayed beneath my message, indicating Sara has seen my texts. She just hasn’t responded.

I haven’t spoken to Sara since she left this morning, but I half expected it, considering what she was doing today. I just hope it went better than I’ve imagined in my head.

After I finish eating, I stay seated on the bench, relishing my last few moments of relief from the scorching summer sun. The sun has lowered since I first sat down, but the leaves decorating the long branches above still shelter me from the intense heat.

I’m about to leave when I see Sara approaching me from the far end of the park, near the rows of food trucks. She’s holding a giant salted pretzel between her delicate fingers, her face void of any emotion. She doesn’t appear to be upset, but not happy either. Her long blonde hair drifts across her shoulders, revealing the soft lines of her cheekbones with every step she takes.

The closer she walks toward me, the tighter my chest constricts and the deeper I hold my breath.

She reaches my table and slides next to me without a word. The only reaction I get is a gentle nudge to my shoulder before she rips off a piece of her pretzel, shoving it into her still perfectly painted lips. Grinning to myself, I stare at her, taking in her beauty as the shadows from the leaves hanging overhead dance across her face. Still chewing, her shoulders rise and fall with a heavy sigh. I want to ask her how it went, how Allison took her submitting her resignation letter.

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