couldn't buy it.
'Are you sure?' Miriam asked calmly. 'You might be
surprised.'
'I doubt it, Miriam. I know what those pens cost.'
'My dear,' she said. 'Aren't you worth it?'
Chapter 21
This is what I wrote on that expensive paper with my
exquisite writing instrument.
The time has come to reevaluate our relationship.
Things are going to change for us both.
I'd stepped it up, but unlike my last interlude with Austin, I
didn't wonder if it had been too much. I wondered,
instead, if perhaps it hadn't been enough. There were
several messages in my Inbox when I got home from
work. One of them was from a friend from colege,
another from my mom. And the last was from an e-mail
address I didn't recognize. Eric.
He detailed his schedule as I'd requested. Working
twelve-hour shifts in a three-on, four-off pattern. I hadn't
asked him what hospital he worked at, but he'd included
varying drive times, so I thought he might fil in at several.
His attention to detail pleased me. Clearly he'd done
something like this before…but then, I was guessing he
was more used to this sort of thing than I was. I liked his
list of things that excited him even more.
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Lists excited me, too. I loved that he had a sense of humor
about it and was self-confident enough to show it. I also
appreciated that he'd responded in time—5:55, by the
time on the message. I didn't know if I'd have had it in me
to punish him for failure.
