I rest my head forward against the tiles below the showerhead as I close my eyes.
This has got to be the stupidest thing you've ever done in your life. But fuck if it wasn't amazing last night...
A wave of guilt washes over me. If Barbie told her... That's not how--that's not how it should've happened... Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck. How the hell did
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How weird would it be if I stepped back and let him have it?
Totally.
"I swear on my brother's grave, Per, if you let anyone know I'm backing down from wanting to be your wife again and letting you try to be happy, I'll find the dullest, dirtiest knife that I can find, and I'm going to slice your throat open with it."
I look down. God, it hurts. I lean forward and push myself into his arms. I don't care if he's late for his shift, I just want him to hold me.
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"I just assumed," she sniffled, curling her hands up against his chest and resting her head against his shoulder. "That we were bullet proof. I didn't even think for a second that something like this could seperate us. I didn't...think." She was going to get his shoulder wet from her damned leaky eyes.
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"I have to be," I say, looking up at him and moving my hand to wipe my face, trying to look at least a little decent. I hope he knows what I mean. "Which means, we're going to have to talk, Per. About the kids..." Something I had on my mind all fucking day until I couldn't tell what I was upset more about.
No, that's a lie. My worries have constantly been about them since I found out. But, since I had the time to think, I came up with the best decision I could possibly think of.
"I think they should stay here, at least until I can find a place. Somewhere close. Jennifer needs you. Jack won't even go to bed unless I assure him you're coming to tuck him in whenever you get back..."
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"You can have a place as close as you want. And I intend to do everything I can to make this as easy as it can be for them. I swear it." I swallow and look away from her eyes. "I need them... close. Too."
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"Thank you," I tell him. I was actually scared that I'd hardly see them. I don't know why. Perry has a heart of solid gold, and I don't ever believe he'd do it to me either. Just a mother's fear, supposedly. I run my fingers through his curls and slowly stand up, offering him my hand and a watery smile.
"Come on, you loser. Sitting in the middle of the hallway like that. You look like a street person who hasn't taken his medication since 71."
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Then I raise my eyebrows up at her snark down at me. At least she can still joke with me... "But this floor is mighty comfortable." I grunt as I take her hand and haul myself back up onto my feet.
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