It’s a good one.
And I can’t wait to share it with Brent.
If all goes as planned and his issues are resolved, I can for sure declare, “Chocolate Resolve for the win.”
4
Aubrey Has an Idea
Brent
When I arrive home from my skate, Aubrey is not home. With nothing to do, I make a sandwich for lunch.
I then watch a little TV.
But still, like always these days, my attention is for shit.
Sighing, I turn the flat-screen off and head upstairs.
Since I’m a little grimy from skating, I shower and throw on a clean pair of jeans, along with a long-sleeved navy pullover.
I mess around in the bedroom for a while, just checking shit on my phone, trying to pass the time until Aubrey returns. I have no idea where she could be. The afternoon is long gone. It’s even getting dark outside.
I guess cake tasting went much longer than expected?
Or maybe Aubrey’s finally had it with my distant attitude and has decided to blow me off.
I wouldn’t blame her.
Shit, it’s yet another reminder that I need to get my head straightened out.
I know that.
That’s why I’ve been trying.
But why does nothing work?
Even skating hasn’t helped.
I blow out a breath.
So what’s the next step?
“Maybe I need therapy,” I mutter aloud.
Hey, I’m not ruling it out.
Ready and willing to do whatever it takes to get my life back on track, I make my way downstairs.
That’s when Aubrey finally returns.
“Hey, Brent,” she calls up to me cheerfully from the entry hall.
I’m glad she’s in a good mood. Maybe it’s okay that I didn’t attend the cake tasting.
Hoping to keep Aubrey happy, I rush to the bottom of the stairs, where I gather her up in my arms and give her a big hug.
“I love you so much,” I murmur into her hair. “I feel so crappy about being distant lately. I’m working on it, babe. I swear that I am.”
