After fifteen minutes passed, I thought it was time for me to say something. Not wanting to strike out with Trenton for a third time, I gave my next words a lot of thought.
“Whether or not it was your fault or his, or if it was not meant to be, who knows? I could, and have, given you my opinion on the matter, but it wouldn’t make a difference, would it? He’s gone, and you’re here. All that’s left is to move on and perhaps allow yourself to do so.”
He shrugged. “It’s not that easy. The house I live in was his. Everything about it reflected his tastes, not mine.”
What an asshole Kelly was! I thought.
“I’m not much of a fixer-upper kind of guy. That was Kelly’s thing. He was the one who liked living out in the boonies. I wanted a condo closer to our business in town. I just want things to
