Page 102 of Sweet Days


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floor or in bed or any other place because you,

Erin, are not a girl who gets fucked and left.

You’re a woman to love, Erin. A woman to make

love with, all night. Every night.”

Now I feel like Liam. And to think I made fun

of him so badly all this time.

I was an idiot. Not him, not the others.

I’m the one who is wrong.

“You’re delirious, Patrick. You’re confusing

me!”

She musses her unruly hair before covering her

face with her hands. “Please, go away,” she says in

a determined tone.

“I’d like to stay,” I say on the verge of the

abyss.

“Why are you doing this? Why now? Now that

I’m … oh forget it!”

“Now that you’re going to have a baby? Is that

what you’re trying to say? Do you think it makes a

difference to me?”

“Uh, well, it should, because it’s important to

me, Patrick. It’s the only thing that matters. I can’t

afford to be distracted by you or by anyone else.”

“It’s important to you? So that means…” I close

the distance between us, hoping to catch her eye.

“You’ve decided to keep it?”

She lets her hands fall to her sides and looks me

right in the eye.

“Now that you know, you can go. There’s

nothing for you here.”