Beyond Chance by Karice Bolton

Author:Karice Bolton [Bolton, Karice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Our hands intertwined, he led me out of the apartment and down the stairs. I expected the streets to be empty, but they were packed. Every café was bustling and the outdoor seating was filled to capacity even though it was past midnight.

“Is it always like this?”

“From Wednesday to Saturday.”

“I could definitely get used to this.”

We wandered toward La Crêperies Parfaites and found a seat for two outside. The server appeared immediately, handing us the menus, as Aaron ordered us both a cappuccino. I sat in amazement at how active the city was at this time of night, and it wasn’t only couples and friends. The patio held as many families with small children. For someone like me who was a night owl, I felt right at home.

Opening the menu, I scanned over the few French words I recognized, but I didn’t see the banana crepe that Aaron had mentioned. I glanced up at him, noticing that he was watching me intently.

“Did you decide on something?” he asked.

“I would if I could read the menu.”

He laughed and closed his. “Did you want the banana one?”

I nodded and sat back in the chair as the warm breeze picked up slightly.

“Did you know I was known as the law school dropout?” I asked.

“In what context?” he asked, propping his elbows on the table.

“It was in one of the articles I saw.”

Aaron’s jaw tensed, and he took a sip of water. “It’s a hard thing to deal with. Your story isn’t your own unless you claim it as such and even then they’ll spin it however they want.”

“Did you ever claim it?” I asked. “Your own story I mean.”

He let out a deep breath and shook his head. “No. I never did.”

“Do you regret it?”

“No. I don’t think I do. I try not to live in regret.”

“But regret is part of life.”

“It doesn’t have to be,” he countered, as the server came back with our cappuccinos. The server slid the drinks in front of us and Aaron placed our orders.

“Are you content with your decisions?” I asked.

“Isn’t that the same as asking if I have any regrets?” His eyes fastened on mine, and it felt like he was searching me for something.

“I suppose it is.”

“What are you not asking me, Brandy?”

“I don’t even know.”

“Not sure if I believe that.”

“Well, it will have to do. So what are your plans for the rest of the week?”

Aaron laughed and shook his head. “I think some of my bad habits have rubbed off on you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Avoidance.” He smiled and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

I let out a sigh and shook my head. “Maybe so.”

“But to answer your question, I only have a few more days or so of work, and then I think we’ll move the pieces to a workshop just outside of the city. It’s safer to construct everything out there.”

“Would we be driving back and forth or…”

“I thought we could stay there while I put the pieces together. It’ll probably take me about a week.

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