I few days later, I sit in my closet, my fingers buried in my hair as I stare at the rotary phone on the floor.
It’s been an incredibly busy couple of days, the first of the new year. The boys have started with their new tutor, I’ve been reconnecting with clients after the holidays, and, generally, just trying to get life to normal after the complete blow out of the last two weeks.
But behind it all, creeping up on me, staring over my shoulder, is the knowledge that for the first since we’ve met…Victor and I are both single.
We haven’t even really had a moment to sit alone with each other in the past few days – Victor, likewise, is caught up with his Beta project, as well as developing the school, but in the times when we’ve met together to talk about what’s best for the boys…
I feel…
