Housewife Gone Wild

Leaving Nathan alone in the park really hurt, but no matter how I felt, I had to keep my head straight and make the smart choice.

I didn’t go back to the office. My mind was a mess, and I just wanted to be by myself for a while.

I didn’t go home either. I was worried Nathan would come looking for me, and honestly, I didn’t want to see him right now.

When people lose control, logic goes out the window. I didn’t want to get even more caught up with Nathan.

I checked into a hotel and snagged a room on the top floor. I dropped my bag without a second thought, collapsed onto the bed, and shut my eyes, determined to shut out all the mess swirling in my head.

They say your heart should be like an umbrella–able to open up when you need shelter, but also knowing when to close and let things go.

For me, it’s not just about knowing when to step into the spotlight; it’s about knowing when it’s time to make your exit.

Mom always said a lot of things would make sense once I grew up.

The price of growing up is learning how to let go, and being a grown–up is so damn hard. If only I could go back to being a kid again -clueless about everything, just wild, reckless, running around, crying, laughing out loud. Back then, happiness was all that

mattered.

I put my phone on silent, and Nathan didn’t try to call or text me again.

Work calls, on the other hand, just kept coming in one after another.

in the

called, checking where I was at because there was some

signed ASAP, otherwise the materials

to swing by and sent

up in a

later, there was a knock at my

opened it, there

numb–I stared at him in

papers. “Ms. Murphy, could you

“Mr. Holcomb, these little tricks are a bit

his eyes softening. “Back then, all I had

say stuff like that and not even worry about getting struck by

took the papers and turned

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pulled one out of his pocket and handed it to

signed my name in a hurry, then it hit me after the fact: “You’re the boss.