The Secret Of Us. Liesel Schmidt
the mouth, insisting that his brother-in-law was a lawyer, and he could sue you so hard your children’s children would still be paying him. Matt had to calm him down and talk him out of it, but they didn’t stick around long after your grand gesture.” She smiled at the memory.
I gave her a shaky smile of my own, one that probably resembled something closer to a grimace.
“Well. Thanks for understanding, Mags, and for letting me keep my job. I’m just glad it’s over now, and I never have to see him again. It’s fine. I’m fine. It’s aaaall fine,” I said flatly, drawing out the word longer than necessary.
“Uh huh.”
I sighed and buried my head in one of the throw pillows.
“How did my life turn out like this?” I wailed into the cushion.
It might have been a little hard to understand, what with the stuffing and all, but Maggie seemed to translate just fine.
“Honey, when men are involved, nothing is ever simple,” she soothed, gently rubbing my back. “Once you realize that, things become so much clearer.”
I removed my face from the pillow and looked at her.
“I should have known better than to ask a thrice divorced woman for advice on men,” I said soberly.
“Oh, stop it, you,” she shot back, laughing. “I may actually be somewhat of an expert by now. After all, what better way to learn things than through mistakes? Now I just know better what to do for the next time.”
“Next time?” I asked incredulously. “You mean there’s going to be a next time?” I paused and peered at her suspiciously. “Is there something you’re not telling me? I know you’ve been seeing some mysterious man, but have things gotten serious between you two? Or have you got a man holed up in here that I didn’t know about?”
I made a show of looking around the room for signs of another person. “Oh, Lover! Come out, come out, wherever you are!”
We both started to laugh, the tension in the room lessening noticeably. I was well aware that Maggie wouldn’t be able to give me the answers I still wanted, even after all these years, but talking to her seemed to lessen the load my mind was trying to shift into some sort of order. The only one that would be able to clear all of this up was Matt, and I knew that I would never get those answers from him.
But did I truly want to stir all of that up again? I’d worked so hard to move on and rebuild my life after Matt’s disappearance, and now I was thinking about dredging all of it up again, opening up old wounds. Allowing him access to the parts of myself that I had so tightly closed off from most people.
Would he take that power and abuse it?
Would I end up with closure, or simply left with even deeper wounds?
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