Differently Same

Chapter 13

"Is Everything okay?" I asked, as he took the turn towards the highway.

"Yes." He said, looking straight ahead. He's not even sparing me a glance.

Is he mad at me? What did I do? "Are you mad?" I asked.

"No." He said.

"Terry-"

"It's Terrence." He said, his tone curt.

I decided to stay quiet after that. He may be mad but he has no right to be rude to me. I didn't do anything. I didn't even ask him to come. He was the one who insisted. Realising that i was angering myself with these thoughts, i turned towards the window. Looking at the trees going by in the dead of the night.

"I'm sorry." I heard him say. "It's just.."

When he trailed off, i looked at him. "Just what?"

"Nothing." He said, glancing at me. "It's work thing."

"Oh." I said. "you know, I'm not that dumb to not understand what happens at your work."

He smiled. "What?"

"You can talk to me, Terry. I mean Terrence." I said.

"It's not that i think you're dumb lennie. It's just that it's boring and petty." He said.

"So lawyers are petty huh, who knew?" I asked chuckling.

"Petty, conniving, morons.. every word in the book." He replied, smiling amusingly.

I smiled. "Cmon Terry, talk to me. I don't know anything about you. You don't tell me anything about yourself. Yet you know everything about me."

"You can find everything about on Google." He said, glancing at me.

"I don't think that's true." I said. "By that logic, anyone who google me will see a girl who played phantom and cried on stage."

He chuckled.

"Cmon please." I said. "Just give me one important detail."

"Lennie, you know plenty about me. Hell, i took you to see my friends yet I've never taken Ashley." He said.

"Oh." Was all I could say. I didn't know what to feel about that. Flattered?

"Okay fine." He sighed. "I'll give you one detail."

"Yay." I said, cheerfully.

"I don't like bananas." He said.

I frowned. "Why?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I never have and once Carl tried to force feed me one and i threw up."

I chuckled. "Wow. Rich boy can't handle his veggies."

He smirked. "Banana is not a vegetable, lennie. It's a fruit."

"Potato, potah-to." I said, chuckling.

He glanced at me, smiling amusingly. "This really explains why you didn't get into college the first time."

"I didn't not get into college." I said. "I got married. Which reminds me, did you get a chance to read the divorce papers?"

"Fuck." He said. "I'm sorry, i haven't. But i promise I'll find time for it tomorrow and then i can meet your husband's lawyer this weekend."

I sighed. "You know you don't have to this. I know you're busy." I said. "I can go to my father's lawyer friend or get another lawyer."

"That's unnecessary." He said. "I promised you I'll do this. So let me do this."

"Yeah but I'm just saying if you're busy-"