Butchery and Bindings by A.C.F. Bookens

Author:A.C.F. Bookens [BOOKENS, ACF]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Fifteen minutes later, I was the most terrified and the most exhilarated I had ever been in my life. Boone had laid out his plan—a plan I got to claim as my own in the most elaborate way possible—and I knew in my bones it was going to work.

This kind of confidence in anything, much less my own feelings, was pretty new to me, but I was finally learning to trust that when I saw something happening, it would happen. It was absolutely exciting, and while I knew this whole scheme that Boone had set out would work, I also knew it would require me to take more risk than I’d ever had in my life. Holy cow.

But for now, I was left to fret. The plans were made. The prep completed. Now, we had three hours to kill before “go time,” as Ivan called it. Downtime like this was never great for me. When I was between classes or meetings, I had a hard time making productive use of those hours. I didn’t want to get too involved in something I’d have to cut short, but I didn’t feel like I could completely relax either.

Now, though, I was in a fancy hotel with a soaking tub, any type of bath accoutrement I could order, and the softest robe in the universe. I knew just what I was going to do.

After excusing myself from the guys to go rest, I put my earbuds in, turned on Patty Griffin, and ran a bath so hot and full of lavender that it nearly burned me and sent me to sleep in the same moment. Room service had brought me the most decadent lavender bath bombs, and I used all of them.

While Patty sang to me about angels, I let myself soak and took some deep breaths. I thought of the way Beattie walked me through a body scan when I got agitated and I did that for myself, trusting that even thinking about her was sending her some kind of energy and peace.

When I was almost to the prune stage, I got up, wrapped myself in the robe, and wandered into the living room. I was surprised to see it was only Boone there, and he was sitting on the couch with his feet up and The Repair Shop on the TV.

That show was one of those that people either loved or hated. I, for one, loved it. It was all old things being fixed up, memories preserved, history saved. Plus, they worked in a thatch-roofed barn, and I adored that building.

I dropped down next to Boone on the couch and put my own feet up. “I love this show,” I said.

“Me, too,” he said as he handed me the remote. “Feel free to go back to the first episode you haven’t seen if you want. I don’t mind rewatching.”

I glanced over at him and decided to take him at his word. I clicked back to the beginning of the new season and pressed play.

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