Since Bea and I looked at the photo albums, I’ve tried to be more sympathetic to Max. Every meal, I ask if he would like me to eat with him, but he declines. Today, after seeing my dad, helping with Bea, and classes, I’m exhausted.After arriving home, I began cooking. Max arrives shortly after me. “Good evening, Maxwell,” I tell him.Max gives me an annoyed look. “My father is on his way here.”“Is everything alright?” I ask.Max didn’t answer my question. “Make sure there is enough food for him, set the table for three, and open a bottle of wine.”I nod, “Is there a wine you would like me to open?”“Just pick one that will go with the meal,” Max says, annoyed.“I don’t drink, Maxwell. I can choose, but I don’t want to upset you,” I tell him.“Fine! I will do it. You are the most useless woman on the planet. I cannot wait for the next two years to pass so I can divorce you,” he says. Max opens the wine fridge. “What are you cooking?”“Beef tenderloin. I just put it into the oven. I’m
I help Maxwell’s grandmother, Bea, into the physical therapy pool. Her therapist and I help her walk laps in the pool. “You’ve made a lot of progress Mrs. Sturgis,” the therapist tells her.Bea doesn’t respond, but holds onto my arm tightly. She does some weights and I help the therapist spot her. By the end of the session, Bea is breathing heavily.I helped Bea to a small hot tub in the therapy pool. After making her comfortable, I turned on the jets for her. Bea does a different therapy every day. She is finally starting to speak again and gain movement in her left arm and leg. “Granma, we have ten minutes, then we will need to get ready. Sandy, Maggie, and Joyce are meeting us in the game room for cards.”Bea smiles, “You’re a good girl,” she says in a breathy voice. Her words are often slurred, but you can understand her. Most of the time, I can understand her more than I can Maxwell when he is drunk.I help Bea into the special water chair and wheel her to a shower area. A nurse
MaxwellI’ve been back at work for a few days. Every night I try to criticize Ellie about something, but it doesn’t seem to bother her. I have noticed that Ellie isn’t eating much. I wonder if Jessica’s comments got to her.My secretary pages me and says my dad wants to see me. I quickly head to his office. He is sitting at his desk staring down looking angry. “Dad, I’m busy, is everything okay?”“How did your ski weekend go? Anything eventful happen?” He asks without looking at me.I shrug, “Not really.”“Did you make your wife cook and clean for everyone? Did you call her a gold digger, sleep with Jessica, and make her fly coach while Jessica flew home in your lap?” My father asks, anger seething from his voice.I scoff, “I don’t know what Ellie told you-“Ellie didn’t tell me anything, Maxwell. In fact, she has been very quiet about what is happening between you. Now, answer the questions.”“Where are you getting this from?” I ask.My father leans back in his chair and finally look
The next morning I wake up to shouting. Lucy and Jessica are having a screaming match. Lucy is packing her things and screaming that Jessica is a tramp.Chad is swearing nothing happened and Max is conforming his story. “Is everything okay?” I ask Lucy.Lucy stares at Chad, “Three years I stood by you!” Lucy finally looks at me, “I’m sorry, but I’m going to leave early. It was a pleasure meeting you, and I hope one day we can get together again as friends.”“Lucy, I swear, nothing happened. I thought she was you, that is the only reason I didn’t yell,” Chad replies.Max tries to support Chad’s story, “Lucy, Chad has never done anything to jeopardize his relationship with you. Jess thought it was me in the shower, so she went in and found Chad. Chad thought it was you and that you came in to tease him. It is why he grabbed Jess and pulled her into the shower. The moment he saw her, he yelled at her to leave.”Lucy just shakes her head, “I need some space.” Looking at Max, Lucy says, “Y
The next morning I start cooking breakfast before everyone wakes. Lucy comes into the kitchen, “Good morning,” she says.I smile, “Good morning.” Curiosity gets the better of me, and I ask, “What happened last night?”Lucy looks around, then whispers, “Brandon and Max got into a fight. I don’t know what happened, but all Chad told me is that Brandon had it coming.”“Was it about Vivienne?” I ask.Lucy shrugs, “I don’t know.”“Who is she?”Lucy whispers, “Maxwell was in love with her. He gave her anything she wanted. They were engaged when Maxwell got into an accident. He was racing a motorcycle with Daniel.”“Who’s Daniel?” I ask.Lucy looks sad, “He was one of Max’s oldest friends. They did everything together. They were closer than Max and Taylor. Then after Max’s accident, he was in the hospital for awhile. They weren’t sure he would walk again. I’m not convinced, but the story is Daniel and Vivienne found comfort in each other. Max got better and his first outing was a hospital Ga
MaxwellI ensure no one can see my back as I get out of the hot tub by putting on my robe. I don’t even bother drying off first. Since my accident three years ago, I haven’t let anyone see my back. The burns left scars, and I hate how they look. Vivienne wouldn’t have cheated if the scars didn’t sicken her.I enter my room to see Ellie on the floor, shivering. I take a blanket off my bed and throw it at her. She jumps. “Your teeth are chattering so loudly I won’t be able to sleep. Just take the blanket. You’re so pathetic, did it not occur to you to pack warm clothes?”Ellie blinks a few times, trying to wake up before she says, “Thank you, Maxwell. I will pack better next time.”Her lack of emotion bothers me. I want her to yell or scream. She needs to do something, so I know how close she is to her breaking point. Rolling my eyes, I say, “Common sense isn’t common, is it, Elanor?”“I didn’t anticipate sleeping on a cold floor, Maxwell. Next time, I will come more prepared,” Ellie sa