Page 37 of You and Me, For Real
She waves and disappears from the landing.
I rush into my apartment and search my contacts for Judith’s son, Robert. I dial the number. It rings and rings before going to voicemail. “Hi, Robert, it’s Ashton, Judith’s neighbor. I’m told she was taken by ambulance to the hospital. I assume you’ve been contacted. I’d really like to know how she is. If you could call me back, I’d appreciate it.” I leave my cell number and fall onto my couch.
Surely, she’s okay. She had that cough, basic allergy symptoms. Nothing more. Right?
Before my mind can spiral into too much worry, a notification chimes on my phone. I rush to glance at it. Not Robert. Griffin. I swipe it open.
Griffin
Are you okay?
I clutch the phone to my chest and stretch out across my couch cushions. Why does he have to be so nice? Couldn’t he just forget about me? That’d certainly be easier. Though, the thought makes me infinitely sad. Despite my fears, something in mewants to be given another chance. To prove to myself I can do it. Spending more time with him would just be a bonus.
Ashton
I am. I’m sorry I had to leave so quickly.
Please excuse my complicated weirdness.
Hopefully he can read between the lines.
Griffin
Roxy did great walking to the car on the leash. Zero resistance.
My lungs release their air and a smile stretches my cheeks.
Ashton
See! I told you! Every bit of progress counts.
Griffin
She’s also taken a liking to her new dog bed next to mine. Though, she still won’t come to me when I call her.
Ashton
She’ll get there. Just give her time.
Griffin
It’s thanks to you, you know. Speaking of… Are you ready to schedule our next lesson?
I gnaw on my lower lip. It’s time I stop sitting on the sidelines, waiting for my chance to leap into my dream, and start making things happen.
Ashton
Yes, but…
Griffin
Waiting on pins and needles here.
As I’m typing, a picture of Roxy comes across the text thread.
Griffin
She said she misses you.
