Page 63 of Sweet Days


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is setting me on fire.

“Same old asshole!”

“What the hell is wrong with you, man? You’ve

never judged my life before or my choices. Why

now? What’s changed?”

“It’s because we’ve all grown up a bit too much

to be able to accept this kind of behavior. She’s

also a friend and a good worker. She’s young,

Jesus, she’s only twenty-two and you are a man,

maybe … She’s going through a difficult moment,

she just got dumped by her boyfriend and she

doesn’t have anyplace to go. It’s a shitty situation

and you’re trying to make it worse. I’m not asking

you, I’m telling you to watch yourself, and leave

her alone.”

We lock gazes for a few seconds and from the

corner of my eye I can see Liam watching us,

ready to intervene if push should come to shove.

But we’re talking about Aaron and I couldn’t hit

him even if he does initiate a fight.

So I turn and go, to take my time and cool off. I

go out the back door and rub my face a few times

with my hands in an attempt to clear my thoughts.

Is that really what I’m doing? Am I trying it on

with her?

Just her?

Come on, I know I’m a jerk, but not a jerk like

that! Not a hopeless one! I know enough to

understand when I should step forward and do

something and when I should leave things alone,