Year 3, week 9: get over it

“I haven’t seen Claire in the last few weeks, BabyB. All well, I hope?”

Because it was OldRuin doing the asking I didn’t feel in the slightest that he was prying. In fact, I was touched that he took the time to ask. “Oh. We had another argument, OldRuin. It came to a bit of a head where we were talking in the abstract about settling down and the like. I said I wouldn’t want to until I’d forged a solid career at the bar.”
“And what did she say?”
“She told me I was a commitment-phobe who should get over the fact that my dad left home when I was tiny.”
“That doesn’t sound like Claire at all.”
“Well, to be fair, she said it just as some sort of jokey, half drunken provocative comment. The problem is, OldRuin, that as soon as the words had left her mouth, we both looked at each other and knew.”
“Knew what?”
“That she was right.”

He didn’t ask further and we returned to our work.

November 26, 2008 · Tim Kevan · Comments Closed
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