JesseI usually never minded going back to work on Monday morning. Where most people dreaded that day, it was normally just another day for me. The hardware store wasn’t open as late over the weekends, but it was still open. This weekend, however, I had called Joe on Saturday morning and told him that I was taking a rare weekend off.I knew I was being too transparent. He had to know exactly what I was up to, but at the time, curled up on the couch with Audrey in my arms, I didn’t care. Let him suspect. I wanted to spend the whole day with Audrey. The whole weekend with her. Joe might tease me, but it would be worth it.We might not have much time. At some point, I knew I was going to have to talk to Audrey about what Annabelle had said about her heading back to Paris sooner rather than later. As much as I didn’t want to think about that, it kept weighing on my mind. Would this be the last day that I got to see Audrey? Would next weekend be the end of us?I wanted to spend every momen
AudreyAnnabelle grinned at me as I walked into the kitchen for breakfast, still wiping sleep from my eyes. “Morning, sleepyhead,” she said, putting a plate down at my place. I smiled at the healthy breakfast that she had made for me.“Thanks,” I said. “All of my favorites.” It was sort of a joke between us. On the days that Annabelle was home, she’d started taking over more of the cooking from Mom, making sure that she cooked meals that were both appetizing for Mom and her as well as healthy for me. That way, I didn’t have to eat on my own all the time. I appreciated it more than I could say.It was starting to feel like I had a place here in Aberdeen after all. I didn’t know what to feel about that.“Can you believe that you’ve already been here for a month?” Annabelle asked as she sat across from me at the table.“I know, right?” I shook my head. When I had first arrived here, I wouldn’t have thought that I would make it a month in Aberdeen, or if I did, I would have expected to ha
AudreyI finished up my email to the director and started another one, this one to some of the girls that I shared an apartment with in Paris. I had gotten over my initial jealousy that they were all still there dancing. I’d gotten over my frustration about the lack of things to do there in Aberdeen. Now, we all emailed regularly, and getting emails from them was one of the highlights of my days. I tried to make sure I responded as soon as I could.Not that there was all that much to say. I had steered mostly clear of talking about Jesse, although I had mentioned that I had hung out with an old friend of mine on a few occasions. I wasn’t sure why I was trying to hide my liaison from everyone. I knew that they wouldn’t have a problem with it. It wasn’t like I was the first ballerina to ever sleep with someone. The costumes and choreography might be pretty traditional most times, but we still lived in the modern day and age.Was I trying to protect my reputation? Was I ashamed to be wit
JesseI left Joe in charge of the store when I went on my lunch break on Friday. Then, I headed down the street to Audrey’s appropriated dance studio. I had stopped by a few times before now, but it had always been planned. Today, she wasn’t expecting me, but I was hoping to surprise her with a nice lunch that I had made for the two of us. The weather was beautiful outside, the sunlight warm on my face as I walked down the sidewalk. Definitely summer weather now, although I knew it was going to get hotter and more humid as the weeks went on.For now, it was nice. It was the perfect weather for a picnic.I smiled to myself as I thought of surprising Audrey with the idea. She’d probably giggle and tease me for being such a romantic. I just couldn’t help it around her, though. She made me want to be an old sap.I had to admit that I was falling for her. It wasn’t really a surprise, given our history. I had only managed to stop myself before because our parents had been together, and we h
JesseI felt bitterness well up inside of me, but that was stupid. I knew right from the start that this wasn’t a forever sort of thing. Audrey would be going back to her dance academy, and I would be staying here. There were no surprises now. Still, it was eye-opening, being slapped in the face with the real truth of things like this.Audrey liked me. I had no doubt about that, but I could never have her the way that her dancing had her. There was no competition there.So there was something sad about watching her dance. It was as though with every motion she made, she was waving goodbye to me—to us. Of course, she wasn’t leaving yet. Her director had told her he wanted her to give it six months before she went back to dancing the way that she had been.At the same time, the reality of it was suddenly all too there. Audrey and I were already saying goodbye in each moment we spent with one another. It was a fact that she would one day leave again.She spun quickly in a circle until I
JesseA couple of her tears slipped free, falling in tracks down her cheeks. She didn’t look at me. “You don’t understand, Jesse. I can’t just stop dancing.”“I know you can’t,” I said, nodding. “I don’t fully understand because I don’t have something like dancing that keeps me going, but I know you well enough that I know how much this all means to you.” I paused. “But Audrey, if you want to keep dancing, you need to give this time to heal up. You know that. With the way this looks and judging by the fact that you can barely move it, I’d say it’s a pretty bad sprain. That’s not something that you want to mess around with.”Audrey sniffed. “I just feel so helpless,” she said. “Like there’s nothing that I can do to help it.”“Sure you can,” I said gently. “First, you need to stay off your feet as much as possible. And second of all, you should be icing this.”“I guess.” Audrey sighed. She ran a hand over her face, scrubbing away the tear tracks. Then, she gathered herself and tried to
AudreyI couldn’t believe that I had gone down like that. Well, I could. I knew the jump was risky to begin with. I knew that it would mean putting a lot of weight on my bad ankle all at once. But I had expected it to be more a problem of the muscles not wanting to hold me after a month of not really training in the way that I was used to. I knew that I was getting weaker every day. I hated that.So, I talked myself into doing the jump. I needed to push myself a little. The only way I was going to be able to go back to Paris was if I knew what I could and couldn’t do and if I managed to deal with the pain.There was no dealing with the pain that woke in my ankle as I landed on it.The move was similar to the one that I had done to mess it up in the first place. This time, thankfully, I didn’t roll my ankle, but it hurt even more than the first time had, and not just because it pulled at the tensor bandage that I had wrapped around my ankle for extra support.That extra support was pro
Audrey“Aren’t you working?” I asked, suddenly realizing that his lunch break was probably over by now.Jesse shrugged. “It’s a Friday afternoon,” he said. “I’m sure Joe can handle things. Chance has been doing a great job lately, too.”“Oh, okay,” I said, even though I still felt unsure.Jesse pulled the ice pack off my ankle and inspected it. “Looking better,” he said, nodding approvingly, but all I could see was the fact that it was still a purple mess down there. I winced, looking away. Jesse laughed. “Oh come on, you’ve seen worse than this. Remember that time I fell out of that pine tree and punched a hole in my arm?”I couldn’t help giggling at the memory of it. Of course, the sight of pine needles sticking out of his arm had been disgusting, but it was the way that he had marched inside while his dad had friends over for a Sunday afternoon football game and barbecue and held up his arm declaring that something was wrong. The faces on the adults, staring in disbelief at how cal