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- Authors: JL Seegars
- Language: English
- Genre: Contemporary Romance
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MALLORY
The screen goes dark, and Eric’s name disappears just as my phone stops
vibrating against the glass of my realtor’s desk. I drag my gaze away
from the new notification banner, the one that shows I’ve just received
a voicemail from my brother.
“My, my,” Cheryl sighs, sliding me yet another paper to sign. This one
with red signature flags all up and down the sides. My hand is going to be
aching by the time I get done signing and initialing these mortgage papers.
“Someone really wants to get in touch with you.”
I offer her a small smile then go back to depositing the contents of the
black ink pen onto the page. “It’s my brother. We talk every morning while
he’s on his way to work. He doesn’t usually call me this early though.”
She nods, giving one of those disinterested smiles that makes you wonder
if you overshared. I swallow the bit of self-consciousness trying to bloom in
my chest. After all, she’s the one that brought up the phone calls. Calls. As in
more than one, which makes me wonder what was so important that he felt
the need to call me back to back.
I guess I’ll find out when I listen to the voicemail.
The intention to listen to Eric’s message becomes a distant memory when
I finally finish with the paperwork and Cheryl places the keys in my hand.
Eager to put the cleaning supplies I bought at Target last night to use, I leave
her office and head straight to my new apartment. My new home. A
semblance of a fresh start. A beginning of an era where I do things just for
me.
Mama had thought it was foolish, getting a mortgage on something that
wasn’t a house. She didn’t understand why I couldn’t just stay in the
townhouse Sloane and I moved into after college, or get one of the houses for
sale a few streets over from her. I didn’t know how to explain it to her: the
need to be on my own. In a space that belonged to me. That wasn’t connected
to one of my loved ones in some way. She’s the most selfless person I know,
and like most mothers, she’s made it her mission to pass that trait on to me.
Despite knowing what comes along with being the family martyr, I
allowed her to lay out that path for me. Neat little paving stones forced to
make a home in the ground where they were set by a Kent woman that
walked this Earth long before Mama or I were even a sparkle in our parents’
eyes. I got comfortable on that path, traced the cracks in the stones with my
fingertips, memorized their jagged edges. Places where someone fell off the
path, stumbling, struggling under the weight of needs and expectations that
belonged to everyone but her.
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