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Tuesday, November 11, 2014
“Faith.” Maggie said stiffly when she answered the door.
“Maggie, it’s great to see you.” I said cordially.
“No need to lie.” She tittered.
Her tone was a joking tone but her eyes told me she meant it. Mike laughed and I joined in half-heartedly as we walked over the threshold to Mike’s dad’s house.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
I walked into our conference room and immediately knew something was up. Hazel was sitting at the head of the table and she never came to our weekly meetings for the Glass Penny. Hazel may have recruited all of us to join this theatre but up until now she’d been very hands off (aside from providing a significant investment to the establishment of this theatre and ongoing production checks). I smiled at her and took a seat next to Zeke as we waited for the others to trickle in.
When Molly arrived she sat across the table from me and I gave her a weak smile. She responded by looking at Hazel. I don’t blame Molly for being cold to me. After the way we left things, I can understand having a cooling off period. It sucks but she’s entitled to her feelings about our friendship as much as I am. I’ve been an asshole, we both have. We need some space and I get it.
Ashley and Riley walked in with coffee, followed by Nick. They settled in and Hazel cleared her throat. In front of her was an office binder. She flipped it open.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Molly is officially gone. Our apartment feels so empty without her and I’m still trying to figure out what I’m going to do. Our lease is up next month and I’m pretty sure I won’t renew it, which means I have a month to find a new apartment in my price range and then actually move into it. I also have to budget in buying a ton of new furniture since virtually all of our furniture was Molly’s due to mine being destroyed in the fire.
Sunday, October 5, 2014
The day after Molly’s announcement, I decided to call Mike.
“I miss you.” I winced at how pathetic that sounded, “And I don’t really know what else to say.”
“I miss you, too.” Mike said.
His voice was soft.
“Do you want to come over and talk?” He asked.
“I would love that.”
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
“I don’t know what to do.” I said into the phone.
“Have you tried calling him?” Penny asked.
“I don’t know what to say to him.”
Mike and I hadn’t talked since our fight and I wasn’t sure what to do. I didn’t feel like I did anything wrong and I wasn’t sure what he exactly he wanted from me. I’d asked Zoey for some advice a few days after and she wasn’t sure what I should do, either. Penny was trying but her ideas were the same ones I had been going over and over and deciding against. After five more minutes I sighed and we said good bye.
“Trouble with Mike?” Molly asked from the breakfast nook.
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Things at The Glass Penny have been going well. We’ve been discussing the possibility of instituting an internship program for the summer in 2015. Having interns would help keep our costs low and we could offer several different internship positions in a variety of theatre jobs. I’m excited about looking into this more and getting it off the ground, hopefully.
“I could have my own intern for our summer show! It’ll be so cool to be able to teach someone else what I do.” I said.
I was at Mike’s apartment sitting at his kitchen table, telling him about my day while we ate dinner together.
“That’s awesome.” Mike’s enthusiasm didn’t match his words.
He’d been more reserved lately and I wasn’t sure what to say. It felt like Mike wanted to say something but never did and it was a giant elephant in the room. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to address it or not because I wasn’t sure what was going on with him. After dinner we sat on his couch and watched television.
“Do you want to watch Project Runway?” I asked excitedly.
Mike gave me a mock disgusted look.
“No way. Let’s watch Bar Rescue.”
I shrugged and snuggled up to him on the couch as he changed the channel.
“This show grosses me out. It makes me never want to leave my house again.” I joked.
Mike gave a quiet snort to show that he’d heard me and I just couldn’t take it anymore.
Monday, September 15, 2014
“What? Mike, I’ve met your all of your sisters, she’s not-”
“She’s my half-sister, Faith.”
I sat down heavily on Mike’s couch and let out a deep breath before looking at him with all the confusion in the world painted on my face. He sighed and put his hands together. I could tell he was choosing his words very carefully.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
I found myself sitting across the table from Mike, staring at him icily. How we got here, I’ll never know. Things seemed so great and yet, here I was, confronting my boyfriend about cheating on me. I’d hoped I’d never be in this situation again, and I’d never thought it would have been with Mike but here I was, waiting for him to explain himself.
Friday, September 5, 2014
The light streaks of pink shooting across the sky as the sun started to rise made the view from the window look like a painting. Mike’s room was still dimly lit and I listened to his heartbeat and breathing as my head rested on his chest. One of his arms was around my shoulder and the other was tossed up above his head. He was deep in sleep and I was watching him. He looked so…peaceful. I silently wished I could feel that way. But that wasn’t going to happen, not after what I’d seen earlier.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
Sarah has started school so she’s not living with Mike anymore, at least not until May (she’ll be graduating in five years instead of four due to her double major so she’ll be graduating in two years rather than this spring). As a result, Mike and I have been spending a lot of time at his place. Partly or privacy and partly because my relationship with Mike is a point of tension between Molly and I and it’s just better I think for our friendship if she’s not around when he is. We were sitting on his couch snuggling (and making out) when Mike stopped.
“I need to talk to you about something.” He was blushing slightly and I immediately felt nervous.
Monday, August 25, 2014
Thursday, August 21, 2014
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and looked up to find Serena sitting on the edge of my bed, stretching. She was topless and I admired her bare back before propping myself up.
“Good morning.” I smiled.
“Good morning to you.” She smiled wide and leaned forward to kiss me, “I’m going to make us some coffee, why don’t you go take a shower and I’ll join you in a few minutes.”
She winked at me and I nodded before heading into the bathroom.
Monday, August 18, 2014
“Day’s end can’t come close enough, right?” Aaron popped his head above his cubicle.
I was working on a deadline and had just sent my final piece into my editor. This particular piece was about the police brutality in Ferguson, Missouri over the weekend and was pretty challenging but I was satisfied with what I’d managed to produce. I knew where Aaron was going with this line of conversation, though.
“Do you want to join a few of us for happy hour after work?” He asked.
Usually, I turn Aaron down for happy hour but Dan’s words rang in my ear about how the invitations will eventually stop. I was in the mood to celebrate my article being done anyway so I agreed to go. We had a few more hours left of the work day so I started up on my next project: A District Attorney’s son who wrapped his car around a tree while driving drunk and had somehow managed to avoid any charges.