But who cares now?Just leave it unlocked.That’s when I remember.“My tools?”
“Gone.”Finn says, not making eye contact with me.
And the tears start all over again because most of my tools used to be Dad’s, and even though I don’t get what his affinity to Mona is about, I love the man with all my heart, and knowing I was using his tools, well, it made it even more special.
Luckily, my father doesn’t hold my bad mood and snapping at him against me.He knows me well enough that it was because of the situation, not because I don’t love him.I love him more than anything.“Don’t worry about the tools, darlin’ girl.”
Blubbering, I’m able to say what makes me saddest of all, “Th–They were yours first.”
“I’ll buy some more and give ’em to ya.”
I’d laugh if all of this weren’t so fucking painful.And devastating.And the worst thing that’s ever happened to me.And do you want to know who I keep thinking about?Who I keep wishing was here?
You guessed it.Chase Ryder.
I reach for the coin around my neck and slide it back and forth between my fingers.It’s soothing on a normal day.But on a day like this, all it does is make me wish for the impossible.Which makes me cry more.
