Page 32 of Worlds Apart
“Carberry—”
“You’re a miserable shit without her, and I’m saying that with love.”
“Clearly.”
“You’re a pain in the arse to me and Alice when you’re like this. She’s going to quit if you don’t change your mind and you know we’re sunk without her. She’s the one who makes this place run.”
Martin had no answer to that, because it was true.
“You think any job or business or legacy is worth it if you’re miserable? Listen to me, because you know I know what I’m talking about.”
Martin was about to pick up the whiskey again, but he set it down. “I’m listening.”
“If you aren’t with someone you love, what’s the point?” Errol shook his head. “I have been looking my whole life for someone who looks at me the way that Sunny Randolph looks at you. Do you know how lucky you are?”
“Yes.” He put his hands over his face and wished he’d left two glasses of whiskey in the bottle. “I know I was lucky, and then I fucked it up.”
“So fix it!”
“I sent her a text message this morning for her birthday and she didn’t respond.” He’d been kicking himself since their last conversation. “She hasn’t responded to any of my messages.”
“Did any of those messages start with ‘Sunny, I am an idiot and I love you?’”
No. He looked up at Errol. “Do I really need to say that?”
Errol crossed his arms and stared at Martin. “Do you want her back?”
Yes.
Desperately.
He needed to hear her voice, even if she was angry with him.
“I want her back.”
“Then fly to America and make it happen.” Errol grabbed the bottle of Johnny Walker. “And share your whiskey; don’t be rude.”
* * *
The womanat immigration looked at her passport. “And you are here for a working holiday?”
Sunny forced a smile. “Yes, thank you.” She was exhausted from lack of sleep; she hadn’t been able to settle down for a minute on the flight.
She was nervous. She was excited!
Her mother was nearly hysterical.
Her sister was the only one who seemed to understand exactly why Sunny had rented out her apartment and decided to move to the other side of the world a week after her birthday.
Do it now. You’ll never regret it. You’ll only regret if you don’t try.
The immigration officer continued, “And you understand that this visa is valid for ninety days only, and it can be extended via the office of immigration?”
“I understand.”
“Your lodgings?” The woman looked at her paperwork. “I see you have a house rental for only two weeks?”
“I have a friend from here, and she’s going to help me look for something more long-term.” Sunny’s head was starting to swim.
