Lost Me Gained Regret

Christine wasn't one to beat around the bush. She believed in being forthright.

"If you can't handle the game, best not play," she thought, not wanting any future misunderstandings.

Yet she didn't speak her mind. Instead, she suggested, "There's this indie cinema nearby. Let's check it out."

Merritt trailed behind Christine as they crossed the street, his eyes downturned, "Sorry, Chris. I just wanted to bring you some snacks, didn't mean to intrude."

"If I've taken up your time, I'll make it up to you," he offered.

Christine laughed, feeling the evening's chill. She had thrown on a casual jacket and pulled it closer, asking, "And how would you do that?"

"..."

Merritt moved closer, "Whatever you want, I'm here for it."

Christine looped her arm through his, "Next time, just call before doing these surprise visits."

Merritt suppressed his joy, looking a bit hurt, "I thought you'd find it bothersome, that's why I didn't call. If you don't like it, I won't do it again. Just don't hate me, please." Christine knew his words were more about tactics than feelings.

But she loved hearing them all the same.

nothings were intoxicating,

better than the blunt, harsh words of some jerk that made

genuine or not didn't matter. She had no interest in

call next time. I won't say

"Your wish is my

happy, that's all that matters

keep you smiling,

...

Dailey detested hospital stays.

bit better after some IV fluids, he insisted on going home. Clarence couldn't stop him, so

but not falling, "It's my fault.

at a tear that threatened to fall, gently blowing on the cotton ball still on his

get a nurse to look at

voice soft

turned to Clarence, "Make sure she gets home

yet. You still have a fever. If

to sleep otherwise,

swney

just wanted some peace and quiet, "I'll be fine. I have medication at home. And

night.