Adam's Big Move

I was sitting on Heather’s couch and we had been arguing for nearly an hour. I was so over this conversation. To me, the decision had been made but she wanted to make sure I was making it for the “right” reasons.

“Adam, you’ve been wavering on moving back here for months and suddenly Molly calls you and tells you Faith needs you and all of a sudden you change your tune? Do you honestly expect me to believe that it has nothing to do with her?” Heather was standing with her hands on her hips, seemingly to take a break from pacing across the living room.

I sighed.

Guess Who's Back, Back Again

“Molly, go away.” I groaned.

The banging on my front door woke me up and I didn’t have the energy to face Molly on the other side. All of my friends looked at me with so much pity and kept insisting that I move on with my life. I just didn’t want to deal with it anymore, so I locked my door, buried my head under my pillow and ignored the world for a few days.

My time was up, though, because, sure enough, Molly showed up and started banging on my door.

Her banging went on for ten minutes before I finally got angry enough to drag myself out of bed.

“I said go AWA-”

Lost Girls

“I’m not sure what to do anymore.” I said, “Faith barley eats, she only leaves the house unless it’s to go to work. Whenever I go over there she’s just laying down staring at the wall.”

“We need to do something.” Zoey said, “She’s been like this for almost a month.”

“Can you blame her though?” Penny asked.

The three of us were sitting in my living room. I had invited Penny and Zoey over to figure out how we could help Faith.