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My earbud reads the textthe linens frofor my aunt Part time, of course, and for the same pathetic excuse of a salary, but money is money

I never realized how expensive food is Or gas for that matter It’s forty dollars every time I visit Josh And while I have only been there three times since school started, that’s almost a quarter of my allowance eachwith the others from last week's event and swipe my phone off the table

Me: My brother and his buddies are flying into Orlando for a guy’s weekend I was going to hang with them Saturday??

Josh: That blows Bret and I are going to be at City Walk

Me: I’m sorry ??

Josh: You're killing me I miss you

Me: You do?

Josh: Yeah This weekend wasn’t the same without you

Me: You’re sweet

Josh: Not sweet Just honest

The rest of the day drags I finish putting away the linens, organize the vases in our decor-closet, and hand write forty thank you cards; all while waiting for Josh to text ain

He doesn’t and, as I collapse onto the twinof disappoint the week and hanging out on the ranch on the weekends Although Aunt Tricia had an event last Saturday, so I wasn’t able to drive down

I grab my phone from beside my pillow and hit the video chat app We’ve never talked like this, but the ache I have in the pit of

The screen rings three tiainst the sun, the shadow of his hand around the camera as he tries to see me on the screen “Layla?”

“Is this a bad ti on the far the horses I don’t actually knohat Josh does for a living