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- Author: Emma Scott
- Language: English
- Genre: Contemporary Romance Fiction
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Six months after the funeral…
The alarm blared at six a.m. I snaked out my hand and shut it off. For a few
seconds, I was good. Everything was all right. Then I remembered Jonah
was gone and the rest of the day sledgehammered into my chest.
I sucked in a breath and stared at the ceiling until the first wave passed,
then immediately threw off the covers. The best part of my day was those
first three seconds. Then I had to immediately get up, get ahead of it. Keep
moving, otherwise I’d lie in bed all day like an ass, pissing and moaning
over what I couldn’t change. Get up, shake it out of the covers and kick it
under the bed.
A small voice inside whispered I’d better clean that shit out and
fucking deal with it before I exploded.
I was dealing. I was getting up. Going to work. Doing my goddamn
best.
My gym clothes were waiting at the foot of the bed where I’d set them
the night before. I dressed, hit the kitchen for some water and a protein bar.
The morning sun glinted off the glass paperweights on the windowsill, all
Jonah’s creations. One had a sea life scene inside. The sunlight cutting
through the glass made it look alive. It was Kacey’s favorite. She once told
me she thought it looked quiet inside the glass. Peaceful. The watery
composition made her feel safe when she woke up the first time on Jonah’s
couch.
I looked inside the sphere and felt suffocated. Trapped. Immobile, like
the sea life.
In my truck on the way to the gym, I passed Jonah’s old place, then
Kacey’s three blocks later. Both empty now. Except for Jonah’s glass
paperweights sitting on my windowsill and a handwritten note, everything
belonging to them was in a storage unit at the north end of town.
Idling at a red light, my thoughts returned to her four scribbled lines,
mulling over them like song lyrics. Followed by the chorus: I failed
Jonah…
A honk from behind jolted me: the red light was green. I hit the gas,
tires screeching, then eased off and forced myself to chill the fuck out
before I got in a wreck.
At the gym, I lifted and pressed until my arm muscles were screaming
and the sweat poured down my face. I did sit-ups until I thought I’d puke,
then set a bar over my shoulders and did squats until my legs were shaking.
I worked out for two solid hours, trying to sweat out the feelings buried
in my guts. It left me exhausted and wanting more sleep—I didn’t get much
these days—but rest wasn’t part of my routine.
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