Chapter 9

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"He what?" Violet asked shocked.

"Girl all we did was eat and he left afterward I swear," I told her as we drove home from the AA meeting.

"I don't believe you," she told me.

I laughed.

"This is why I waited to tell you after the AA meeting," I replied to her.

"So he shows up at your door with flowers? Like just casually," she told me.

"Yes it was purely innocent I swear Violet. He wanted to thank me for everything I've done," I explained.

"What did he think of your burnt pizza?" Violet teased.

"He ate it I guess it was fine," I replied as we pulled into McDonalds.

It became a tradition to stop for a soda after Violet's AA meetings.

Violet got quiet as we ordered and went through the drive-through.

After we both got our sodas, she picked up the conversation where we left it.

"Okay so like how did he act? Was he as shy as he was in the center?" Violet asked after a sip of soda.

"We both were quiet 'cause it was just the two of us. We never ever had been alone like that and again Violet, I just see him as a friend," I told him.

"That's a lie. The latter part of what you said. Your little heart broke when he introduced us to his then-girlfriend. And then, she breaks up with him and he finds us somehow at the art gallery and you look relieved. You can't deny you like him," Violet told me.

I shook my head.

"He's just a friend, Violet," I told her.

"Tell me that after New Year's," she told me.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked her.

"You always throw the biggest New Year's parties. And this year, I'm sure you'll do the same of course. You'll invite him and somehow you two will take the walls down," Violet told me as we drove up to her and Grandma Mary's house.

"I highly doubt that," I told her as I parked the car.

She chuckled.

"I guarantee it. Just wait for another month or so," she explained as she got out of the car.

"Thanksgiving hasn't even happened yet and here you are already on January 1st," I told her.

"You'll thank me later," Violet remarked.

"See you later. Take care," I told her as she began walking away.

"Call me when you get home," Violet told me.

"Will do," I told her as I began pulling away. 

I drove home and couldn't believe Violet's thinking process. 

I got home quickly and called Violet letting her know I got home safely. It was time for me to wind down and relax for the evening. Though today wasn't as busy as previous days and weeks, I was still trying to catch up on the rest I lost while Violet was sick.

I put water in the flowers that Andy had brought the day before and then went to get ready for bed.

I kept going back to Violet's comments about the whole Andy thing. I couldn't just insert myself into his life. I truly barely knew him. I only knew him since March and for 6 weeks, he wasn't even himself. 

I got comfortable in bed and went to sleep knowing I didn't have work tomorrow since it was Saturday. 

The next morning, I woke up to the phone ringing. It was barely after 6.

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