I forgot to mention that this is unbeta'd. All mistakes and hideous use of the present tense, are my own. The characters of Twilight and their universe belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
A Broken Hallelujah
Avoid…
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Another strangely sunny day makes her want to shift the usual morning routine again, but before she's even stepped out of bed, she wonders if he'll be there.
Maybe he's always there this time. It's his hometown, after all, not hers. Not really.
She's just here to housesit. To make sure that Charlie and Sue's fur-baby doesn't destroy their house while they're on their honeymoon.
But of course, she knew he'd be here as well. She knew before she agreed to come. She knew that he'd moved back. That he was living with his parents now, in the apartment above their garage.
Huh…
She knew far too much about him, now that she thought about it. How was it that she was still so hyper-aware of him? That after so many years, and having written him off for dead, she still instinctively kept track of him?
No, she thought… better not to take the chance. Better to get her coffee somewhere else than risk bumping into him. She just can't go back there. The smile she saw was probably a fluke. And even if it wasn't, he's better now without her in his life.
She's better off without him as well.
Isn't she?
Of course she is.
And that's why she's taking Rusty on his usual walk through the woods behind the house and not through town today. She'll get her coffee later, maybe even in Port Angeles.
After all, Rusty likes to ride in the car anyway.
She whistles twice, calling the big oaf to her.
"Come on, boy. Wanna go for a ride today?"
I'm not really going to ask for reviews for this one, but if you're reading and you want me to know it, please feel free to drop a line.
Hugs,
Ginnie