Page 86 of Blossoms of the Heart
Shit.
“What?”
“Just forget it. I don’t know why I said that. You have this habit of making me crazy. I don’t need crazy now. Been through enough.”
That made me wonder what she’d been through. I thought back to that night weeks ago when Candace brought up that who Mr. Phoebe thing. Her eyes looked guarded now just like that night.
She wouldn’t tell me anything now if I asked. Not while she was wound up the way she was.
“I’m gonna check the switches, get your stuff together.”
She didn’t answer but at least she’d started packing up.
I went downstairs into the control room. I’d found a flashlight in the cupboard outside.
It was as Akito had said. The wires had tripped. Looked like the one of the sockets on the ground floor had a short in the fuse. I isolated that, turning the power off to it and switch back on everything else. Thankfully it came back on and all the lights flickered on.
I went back upstairs to get Phoebe but my heart literally sank when I saw she’d left.
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Phoebe
* * *
Dear Ms Walker,
We have officially closed the offer of sale on Beaufort House and the its’ adjacent guest house.
We apologize for any inconvenience caused and have refunded your deposit. Please allow 7-10 working days for this to show in your account.
Please also accept $250 as a gesture of goodwill for the mistakes made on our part. This too will be in your account within the same time frame stated above.
We hope that we will be able to assist you in finding another property.
Please don’t hesitate to contact us if you have any questions.
Yours sincerely,
Joshua Dupont.
That was the email I was greeted with this morning. Hadn’t expected it.
It was nice of the real estate agent to be all official and even offer me compensation, but I kind of wish he hadn’t bothered.
It just reminded me of what happened.
I’d be moving into the lake house next month if all had gone to plan. Instead when I went back to Chicago I’d be going back to my little apartment.
The prison.
God, that was what life had come to.
Until then I was here. And once again I found myself thinking, if I didn’t allow Tai to drive me crazy I might possibly enjoy myself.
My ears were still ringing, and burning, from what he said to me the other night.
Only he could have gotten away with saying something so vulgar with no effort at all. No shame, no thought or anything.
