Chapter 10
Chapter 10
T he next day I went for a daytime walk through the park by myself.
Reliving memories from the time before with Blake, I was in a great mood and I smiled and said hello to every passerby - so much so that eventually people started avoiding the crazy-looking Irish girl.
When I neared the museum I remembered the pretzel stand so I thought I would grab one.
Exiting the park, I crossed the street near the building and suddenly saw Blake sitting on the steps.
With an attractive female alongside him.
I stopped in my tracks, feeling instantly duped as realisation dawned.
Was this what he did all day? Was this his pick-up spot? Did he even work in the museum at all?
I was crestfallen but worse, my heart was breaking again.
I watched as they talked to each other. They seemed very comfortable together and smiled a lot as they chatted, very much like we had only a couple of days before.
I debated whether I should go up to him — to confront him - or should I just let it go, walk away and never talk to him again.
After a few minutes of staring and not knowing what to do, I watched as they both stood up. It was unbelievable, they were going inside.
This was his thing! This is what he did.
My despair quickly turned into anger, and I stomped off in their direction. I stood at the bottom of the steps as I watched them disappear into the museum together.
Just then Blake turned in the doorway. He locked eyes with me and smiled in recognition. But I didn’t smile back. Instead, my eyes darted immediately to the woman and then back at him.
Turning quickly, I raced down the steps and back into the park. I wanted to disappear as soon as I could in case he was coming after me. I didn’t want to hear his pathetic excuses.
I ran all the way home, in disarray. Sarah was at work and I had no one to confide in. Everything suddenly felt grey. Now the cheery Christmas tree in the living room seemed to taunt me.