Page 5 of The Boardroom: Kirk
Kirk put his hands in his pockets and leaned back against the wall. “Right after college, actually. I got a job offer in Seattle a couple months after graduating from Columbia, and here I am.”
“I always said you’d do great things,” I said, touching him on the arm. He flinched away and adjusted his red glasses. I tried not to be offended.
“Yeah, you did,” Kirk said, and gave me a polite smile. “You’ll like Seattle, I think.”
“I hope so.”
“Excuse me,” Kirk said. “I have to go talk to Johnathan about something.” He gave me a quick smile and made a fast exit. I felt my heart sink heavy in my chest.
“See you,” I said, but he was already walking away.
Kirk was being polite, and being nice, as Kirk always had and I’m sure always would…but he was being cold, and I sensed it. The way Kirk joked around with the people at the party was lighter, was more like him. He wanted nothing to do with me. After all these years, he still hadn’t forgiven me.
But I wouldn’t have forgiven myself either.
