Her mother’s boutique idea was something that Maggie had heard about for years.Her mother wanted to open a clothing boutique.
Maggie had tried to tell her mother that there wasn’t a market in their town for another boutique.Most of the women went to Memphis to do their shopping.Her mother wouldn’t listen.She just knew people would flock to her boutique once she got it up and running.
“We will be back late, so don’t wait up.”Her mother shut the door without another word.
Maggie glanced at the calendar on her phone.
She only had a few days at home before starting work at a place she knew she was going to hate.
She turned around and looked at Walker.“I can’t believe she did that.She just accepted a job for me.Just so she and Dad could get in good with the Smiths.”She curled her fingers into fists as realization hit her.
Walker sat up on the bed and let out a bark.
She nodded her head.“You know what, Walker, you’re right.It’s time I stop letting my family run all over me.”
She dialed a number on her cell phone.When he answered, she swallowed hard and hoped he would say yes to her request.
“Daniel, it’s Maggie.I need a favor.It’s huge.I want to borrow your van for the summer.I want to leave and take Walker on a trip with me.If I don’t leave now, I won’t ever do it.”
Chapter7
Maggie had never packed so quickly in her life.
Daniel had graciously said yes to her borrowing his van when she called.After ending the phone call, Maggie focused on packing.Thankfully she’d not taken all her clothes to the apartment and had some items still in her closet.She found some old hiking boots and threw them, along with her laptop, into a bag.She even found the journal she kept in high school and added it as well.Unlike some people, Maggie didn’t journal her life.She wrote down story ideas.
Ever since she was a little girl, she wanted to be a writer.She created stories in her head and would write them down.The problem was she had so many stories but had never actually finished one.
When she was in middle school, there was an author who came to school to talk to the children.That author left a mark on Maggie.She was even offering an online mentorship for those interested in writing.Maggie had gone home that day and submitted a short story and was immediately accepted.When she told her parents, they laughed it off.They said it was a scam and that the author was only after her money.After all, they said, Maggie couldn’t be that good at writing.
From that day on, Maggie shoved her dreams aside and let her parents dictate her life to her.
Shaking her head, she looked back at Walker watching her from his position on the bed.
“I’ve got to pack some dog food for you.But first let me put my bag in my car.I’ll be right back, okay?”
She hurried out of the room and headed outside.She opened the trunk and placed her bag in.
Once she was back inside the house, she grabbed his half full bag of dog food and hauled it out to the car.She slammed the trunk shut and headed back to get Walker.
Grabbing his leash and collar, she attached it to her dog.
Walker sat patiently and wagged his tail, sensing the adventure they were about to go on.
She smiled.“Are you ready?We’re about to make some memories.”
Just then her phone buzzed.
It was a text from her mom.
We are just going to spend the night with the Smiths.We’ve had too many cocktails, and they insisted.Can you believe it?!
Maggie snorted and shoved her phone into her jeans pocket.
She was determined more than ever that she needed to get away from her family.
She needed time to think.
She needed space.
