FAZER LOGINWhen Wendy Chance's father, Josiah, was rendered speechless, I was the only one he wanted to go to speech therapy with. Every time Wendy and I wanted to go out, Josiah would clutch the corner of my shirt. Once again, Wendy would stuff an unused train ticket in my hand and pat my shoulder apologetically. "Treat my dad well, and I'll make it up to you on another trip. Evan can accompany me on this business trip instead. Don’t overthink this." Evan Striker was the secretary she claimed knew his place. I had collected 27 unused tickets over the past three years. They were from unrealized trips to the mountains, historical towns, and the beach. Every ticket turned into a post on Evan's social media accounts. I thought Wendy was just busy with work until one day, I overheard Josiah speaking clearly in the study as I brought him some water. "Did Evan have fun this time?" Wendy laughed. "You're a pretty good actor, Dad. Joel doesn't suspect a thing." Through the crack of the door, I could see Wendy and my best friend, Eli Conway, sitting at the table. Eli was holding up his phone to remind everyone about something. "Joel is supposed to accompany Wendy to the celebration party tomorrow. Remember to follow the plan and be sick tomorrow, Mr. Chance. That should stop him from attending the party and embarrassing Wendy." Everyone laughed, agreeing with the plan, and Josiah even started practising vague hand gestures. I lowered my head to look at the latest ticket in my hand. I had been duped, doing my best to make these schemers’ web of lies come to life. The ticket fell from my hand, and I no longer wanted to wait for Wendy to finally keep her promises.
Ver maisThe rain finally stopped, and the sun once again shone down on the stone path, but Wendy did not leave. She continued showing up for two weeks straight, always at the same time.Wendy could hardly lift a water bucket, but she gritted her teeth to help move baskets of vegetables into the inn, and she would clumsily clean up the guests’ leftover food.She even ignored her delicate manicure and got her hands dirty, sitting quietly on the ice-cold steps to help me peel potatoes for the next day. She even changed into a cheap T-shirt worth a few dollars and worked until her soft hands were covered with bloody blisters.That evening, there were no guests at the inn, and I sat at the front desk, going through the accounts. Wendy came over to me, looking a little anxious as she rubbed her hands together, and she looked at me cautiously."Joel," her voice was soft and trembled slightly as she pleaded. "I'm bankrupt. Evan tried to protect himself by running away with the company's money and
A dead silence fell in the inn. The arrogant expression on Evan's face disappeared as he reflexively took a step back. "Wendy, w-when did you leave the hospital?"He sounded guilty, but she ignored him and headed straight to the front desk, staring down at the check for $500,000. She grabbed it and tore it to pieces in front of Evan, the bits falling all over the ground like snowflakes."Wendy!" Evan got anxious. "I'm doing this for your own good. Look at how cold he is to you! He doesn't care if you live or die!""Shut up!" Wendy was heaving as she pointed at Evan's nose. "You were the one who gave my dad the idea to pretend to be sick, and you were the one who taught Eli to say all those disgusting things! All of you worked together to force Joel out of my life!"Evan turned pale as he made a last-ditch effort to save his dignity. "It doesn't matter if I came up with the idea. You were the one who made the final decision, weren't you?" He sneered. "You were the one who though
The storm continued the entire night, but Wendy did not leave. She curled up outside the inn, under the leaking roof.When the next morning came, the owner of the store next to our inn told us that a young woman had spent the entire night in the storm and ended up with a 106-degree fever, which induced acute pneumonia. She had coughed up a lot of blood while sitting on the steps.The town's ambulance had stopped at the cross-section of the street with its siren blaring loudly, but Wendy refused to get into it. Several paramedics tried to drag her into the ambulance, but it was to no avail.Her eyes had turned red from the burning fever, and she stumbled, falling right outside the door, wanting to see me one more time.When I heard the commotion, I walked out the door with a washcloth in my hand, looking stoic. Wendy was a mess, kneeling in a puddle while clutching the corner of my shirt. Tears streamed down along with the cold sweat from her fever."I feel horrible… It’s just like
"Joel…" Wendy's tone softened. She was almost pleading with me. "Please don't say such things out of anger. I know you're still mad about me trying to give Evan that journal." She was still anxiously trying to explain things. "It was just an improvised solution to make Evan happy because he helped me snag a big project. The only person I love is you." Wendy pushed the journal covered in cellophane tape toward me. "Come home with me." I looked at her, thinking about how pitiful and laughable her attempts to lie to herself were. An improvised solution? She has used that same excuse for three years.Whenever she used this excuse, I was expected to take the hit for the greater good, and every time she sided with someone else, it was because she took it for granted that I should know better."Don't you understand English, Wendy?" I pushed the journal back to her. "I've already started a new life here. Over here, no one needs me to deliver any hangover remedies, and no one demands that


















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