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Ore in my life

I’d worked in the service industry since I was sixteen years old and had been saving every single nickel and dio to school and get a degree in history But the classes here and there I’d been able to take er than I ever wanted

But it would happen I’d make sure of that

I opened h in Scotland; then I pro anything but pure happiness for her She deserved that et that adventure as well

I’d closedthat way for a good chunk of time, when my cell bounced and vibrated beside ainst the corner of the lah I cursed like a sailor

“Darragh?” I hadn’t even bothered seeing if it was her before calling out her name But it wasn’t as if I had hordes of friends or fa It was literally just her I socialized with voluntarily

I sat up and grinned when her face popped up on the screen as the video chat connected fully I didn’t even care that it was pixelated as hell I was just so happy to see her and hear about all the adventures she’d already had in, like, one day

“How long are you supposed to feel like ass fro?”

I laughed at the first thing she said and felt that gnawing hole in ot, the more I felt like it would never really fill I’d never fully be coht I’d have a family of my own one day, a faceless husband who loved ave me a semblance of completion, yet it also held a detachment Maybe I'm just a hopeless mess

It was like I was staring at this ball of dough that was my life, and I had no idea how to mold it into hoas supposed to be

“You’re asking the wrong chick I haven’t left the city, let alone been on a plane” I grinned, laughing out loud as the screen kept freezing and delaying, Darragh’s faceup fast as the connection caught up

“It was rhetorical”