Mr.Right

Chapter 37.

In the days that follow, my time is filled with planning programs for library users. Programs including storytime for children, book clubs, and conducting researches for school works. There are times where I work myself nonstop till midnight which can be threatening to my health according to mom's analysis. She doesn't know it but giving myself a break from work can be threatening to my health because here's the thing about time, it doesn't give a hoot about you. It doesn't care if you're grieving and need a break from everything.

It just keeps on moving and asking you to get up on your ass to move along with it.

So I will.

"Happy anniversary guys," I walk into the kitchen where my parents are and turn on the coffee maker. It's my parent's wedding anniversary today and I'm proud of how they've still stuck together like glue for thirty-two years and counting. Through ups and downs, family issues and conflicts, it's good to know they're still going strong.

"I'm glad you remembered," Dad smiles at me.

"I did. You reminded me yesterday like six times."

"You know your Father is quite the character," Mom chuckles as she sets a breakfast of pancakes before him.

"I never got to hear the story of how you both met. What was the meet-cute?"

"It was on a rainy day on the 12 of October 1978..." Dad begins.

"When you still had hair on your head." Mom adds.

"... I was at a fresher's party back in College, your mom was there too. She was sitting alone at a corner of the room..."

"No, I wasn't. I was with dandruff Danny."

"That's what I want to remember Judith. No one cares about your weird ex-boyfriend who gave you a jar filled with human teeth for a birthday gift," Dad says. "Now where was I?"

"You were at a fresher's party." I chip in.

to go talk to your mom because everyone knew how antisocial I could be. So I man up and walked over

"And it worked?"

did after three

my

coffee. "Here's my cup of care— oh look, it's

me, my bus hasn't arrived yet when I get there so I stand at the bus stop, enjoying

Every day and each night, I try to imagine him laying beside my bed and

he

and with a sigh, I bring it out and unlock my phone.

when I see His name as

this? I

the phone on my hands starts ringing, also with his name on the caller ID. My heart

him to return my calls. Then why the hell aren't

my screen as I shakily place the phone to

forgive this stupid bastard for walking out on you, what would you say?"

the stupid bastard even if it's

struggle for words to say. "Jim told me I had to come to your hometown if I ever wanted to

say, already walking fast-paced away from

"Someplace called Hamilton Park."

the bustling streets as my heels click loudly against the floor when I begin running down to the park with my phone

first day you kissed me at that club, looking all pimped up and glittery," He's only just starting and I'm already a crying mess. I can tell

get you off my head after that night but then you showed up on my doorstep, it was a dream come true. You were closed off at first and I didn't know how much of a goof you could be." He laughs as I fasten my speed to wherever he is. "Agreeing to your thirty days get-fit plan was the silliest thing I've ever done but it brought us together. I knew your pain and your sadness and I always did

view. My eyes impatiently search for him around the area. "Where are

"Turn around."

all his glory. It's not my imagination or an illusion, he's really there, staring straight

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