Between two worlds
d the one after that. Work. Home. Mich
about anything-except the ache in my feet and the silence of my
eathing?"
rel
, and I pretended to care. It wasn't about the book. It was about the
said, "Don't overthink it." That was
he kno
l
friend of a friend who appeared when life got too quiet. Sh
to sit. "There's a party. My cou
N
"You need to breathe. You've been either wo
. "You keeping
o... stuck. Let loose. Wea
protest. Sh
ute guys. Or not. But mostly,
ed of hiding. Maybe I was
ing a long gown. The safe
ou're wearing that? It's a
at I'm comf
it, but her lo
dies. Glittering lights that danced like they had no care. I staye
rawling over me, wondering why I was shaped the way I was, why I mov
he
confident. His shirt was too tight, his cologne too eager. He
like you belon
"That's
u're funny. Wha
t the shift in the air. Her gaze, sharp and cold,
rlfriend," I
here i
... no
ure if I was serious. I didn't care
. The whispers started. Why didn't I laugh? Why
reathe in th
out before
ht felt better.
led M
I whispered
Just, "Send me
-
or clicked shut behind me like a seal on a bottle-on
d at me.
, starin
nk you'd ac
I'd actually g
in. "You want to talk about it, or should w
the window. "It was loud. Poi
are at th
ven wore a dress that wasn'
"Wow. That'
ut
ho pissed you off this time? Lame DJ? Dr
felt like a mannequin on display. Like I had to perf
hat. Just drove in s
ly, "I met G
this is supposed
being
pe she doesn't mind
wound me," he
h this useless informati
, fine. Want me t
m, arms crossed. "W
me girl from the pharmacy. We talked.
a? That se
lous," he s
dreams,
at p
teased. "You mi
r, "I need to stop at the pharma
, he said softly, "You know, you don't
le. "I'm not trying to be stron
r w
thorns in my throat. I just stepped
-
sitting by the window. Sh
und someone ne
ked. "
to mummy,
tired to lie. "W
ut
r look at the party cou
the excuse
ody came with more questions than answers? That even when someone said they loved me, i
dy," I murmu
y anything fo
ed, "I just don't want y
the night or the noise or the boy at the party-but from t
dy be alone in a w
ehind me, and let the silence wrap around