Things are good, Edward is good. We're good.
There's still Kate, but I guess I've come to accept it.
It is what it is, and all that.
She won't be in the picture forever.
I'm at work, icing cupcakes in the kitchen.
Mrs. Newton comes back and tells me there's a 'young man' asking for me.
I smile and wipe my hands on a towel, straightening out my hair.
I wonder why Edward decided to surprise me at work.
When I get to the entrance of the storefront, I freeze.
It's not Edward.
It's Paul.
I sigh and walk over to him, hoping to get this over with quickly. The brief excitement I felt about Edward being here quickly diminished.
"Hey."
"Hi," I say back. I try to keep my cool. "What's up?"
"Can we talk?" He's nervous, fidgety. What is it with people coming to my work?
"I'm busy right now. What's up?" I repeat.
"How about after work. Meet me outside. I'll be across the street." I still have 2 hours. Knowing Paul, he'll probably be drunk when I'm off.
"Yeah. Sure," I reply. "See you then."
Uh-oh. What does Paul want? Any guesses?
By the way, Happy (late) Saint Patrick's day!