I slept nine hours and awoke feeling empty.
I tried to get in touch with Kelly, but his phone went to voice mail. I left a message.
I went out to shop and tried to act normal. Tried to act as if Kelly would be coming home tonight. I tried to put my failure with Owen out of my mind.
What had I been thinking?
Why had I demanded to foster a stranger and lose Kelly? How had I done that?
It made no sense. Was I so stubborn, did I need to have my own way? How could I have done that.
It was past six in the evening when Kelly called.
Before I could say more than hello he burst; “I got the job! I won’t be coming back.”
I said, “Do you want me to come?”
I heard him take a breath; then; “No, Eve, you stay there. You stay there, I’ll stay here. We go our separate ways.”
“Owen is not here anymore, Kelly, I gave him back.”
“Taking him, returning him, hat was your choice. It has nothing to do with me. We’re over Eve. This is Good bye.”
No! No! I shouted… but he had already disconnected.