When I walked out of the Central Office, it was nice knowing he was keeping up.
Me
According to the lady I talked to, no. I get paid leave until this is figured out. Sonya says Taylor was pulled out of her class today.
Carter
We messaged randomly throughout the day. I talked to a few people to help move our plans forward, then checked my phone to see if he responded. Our days used to look like this, before–regular check-ins, a running commentary on silliness and nonsense. It was later that night, when I was tossing and turning, trying to relax my mind enough for the day ahead that my phone vibrated on the pillow beside me. I unlock it and the light from the screen fills my room in a dull glow. I blink at the brightness and focus on the words. Tough words.
Carter
I’m sorry I brought all of this into your life.
I bite my lip and respond with simple honesty.
Me
I know.
Carter
I haven’t watched our show.
I snort at that admission, feeling a little less ridiculous about my answer.
Me
Neither have I
The dots appear and disappear a few times before his next message pops up.
Carter
Goodnight Spitfire, love. You were the best part of my life. I’m sorry I let other useless shit get in the way of it.
I have to fight against the prickling heat gathered behind my eyes.
Me
I know you’re sorry, Carter
More typing, more erasing, until finally he sends me what he wants to say.
Carter
I loveyou.
Me
I know.
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The morning of the School Board Meeting is here after a rough night of little to no sleep. Too many things are happening in my life at once, and my body and my mind refused to relax enough for sleep. To combat the drag, I message my favorite nanny for another coffee visit.
Me
Coffee?
