Rick left without a word last night and I lied down in bed, just thinking and staring at the ceiling for a long time. My emotions kept flip-flopping from anger to regret, but I knew I did the right thing. If he really wants me, he's going to have to earn it. I tossed and turned the rest of the night, never really falling into a deep sleep.
Finally, in the early morning hours my body started to settle and I was drifting off when I heard a loud banging sound outside my window. I let out a frustrated groan and walk to my window to see who was making such a racket. When I look down I see a huge tent being put up and my favorite person standing on the lawn directing people.
Fantastic, Vicky is here.
I get back into bed and pull the covers over my head, intending to never leave this room
