Painful Memories

"There is nothing wrong. I had the opportunity to attend a seminar outreach for psychiatric nurses here in New York. If you had returned my call from two days ago, you would have known I was going to show up." She says, frowning at me.

I shrink under her scrutinizing stare. It is irrational but I feel like she can see through all I have done these past few days. With Zane. I feel my guilt shining through my consciousness.

"Oh." I say, biting my lip. I didn't remember to return that call even though I told myself that I would. I stopped checking her texts because she was always sending me cringy, most times, weird videos from the internet.

"Laura is fine, she is with your aunt. It is just a two days trip. I am going back tomorrow morning." She says, she wipes a nonexistent stain off her pencil skirt. We watch each other and then other things in the room, at a loss of what to say next. We are usually like this. With a lot to say and yet saying nothing.

"Okay. Good." I say, I sneak a