I reread his words again though I didn’t really need to.
Can we…
The words sat there waiting for me to finish my thought and I wasn’t sure if I should type out what I was really thinking. With a heavy sigh, I continued, cursing that impatient blinking cursor line.
Can we move forward from all of this, please? I’m not saying that I can easily forget how you made me feel and honestly, you really hurt me. But I don’t want you to keep feeling like you need to say sorry.
I hit send before I could change my mind.
A minute went by then another. I kept touching my screen to keep it lit up. Maybe he’d fallen asleep and here I was acting a little desperate and pathetic.
Then it said he was typing.
I would really like that, Ingram. I need you in my life, and I will take it however you feel comfortable giving it to me. Goodnight. May you have sweet dreams.
I could admit that my eyes filled with a little wetness. I might even admit that a tear slipped down my cheek after I reread his words.
This was the man that I needed in my life. This was my Mouse. My Malcolm.
As much as I might have been trying to force it away right now, this was the man that had a huge piece of my heart.
And I realized just now that I was in no hurry to try to get it back from him.
