Page 84 of Problematic Summer Romance

“Swing with all your might, Trouble.”

Ten months, two weeks earlier

Austin, Texas

“Do you still think that Alfie was the one?” he asks after a lull so prolonged, I can’t recall what our previous topic of conversation was.

It’s well past midnight. The unpredictable, witching hour. The time when we talk about things we shouldn’t. Slow conversations. Lots of drifting off. Questions and answers that don’t quite connect.

I’m lying on my side. Sleepy. Listening to the low buzz of the AC. Jade stumbled home late, with someone I don’t know, and the occasional bout of laughter vibrates through the walls, making me smile.

“I know he wasn’t. I guess…Maybe I was infatuated with him?” I think about it. “I liked his teeth.”

A huff. “Maybe itwaslove, then.”

“Shut up.” I stretch, lazy. “Was Minami your first love?”

“I think so, yes.”

“Did you know it right away?”

“No, no. There wasn’t a lot of it going around, while I was growing up. Love, I mean. So it was hard to recognize it. And there were women before, but…”

The quiet stretches. A car drives by, headlights flooding my room.

“How did that…What was it like, being in love for the first time?”

“Nice. It was nice. I was relieved that…”

“That?”

A lingering pause. “I’ve told you, already. How similar I am to my dad. All I wanted was to have something a bit more…”

“More?”

“Nice. Quiet. Sustainable. It was a relief, finding Minami. Our tempers were complementary. She brought out the best in me. Didn’t have to deal with the bad parts. Or the fucked-up ones.”

I laugh. Soft, but he hears me.

“What?” he asks.

“That’s not really the sign of a healthy relationship, no? Hiding parts of you?”

“It is if two people are well matched. If the relationship is respectful and gentle.”

More laughter. “Gentle.”

“What’s funny about it?”

“Just…I don’t think that’s all there is to it. To love, I mean.”

“Don’t you think that love means wanting to protect someone from the less pleasant aspects of yourself?”

“I mean…I don’t know. But what you just said about Minami, it sounds like you’re talking about a glass figurine.” I yawn. “Something to put on a pedestal, or in a glass case. Not a person.”

I fall asleep before he replies.

Chapter 26

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