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Chapter 10

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For the next half of the month, an expensive phantom haunted the streets of Leardon.

I went to the neighborhood supermarket to grab a frozen pizza, only for the cashier to hand me a bag containing the pizza I'd wanted. "Mr. Huntley, the lady with the glasses outside has paid for this."

I followed the cashier's gaze and saw Aimee standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at me through the glass. I immediately slid the bag back to the cashier. "Void the sale now. I'll pay it with my
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  • The Wrong Directions to the Right Path   Chapter 11

    I took a fresh napkin and laid it flat before Erin. "Could you draw the map again, Dr. Anders? I'm afraid dirt got on the first one."Aimee's voice trembled. "What did you just say, Nathan?"I lifted my gaze to her face. "I said, you got dirt on my map.""I was the only one who'd show you how to get to places back in the day," she hissed."Yeah, and you showed me how to get to a dead end. If I'd followed the map you gave me, I would've lost the other leg."All the blood drained from Aimee's face.Erin picked up her pen again and drew the same red flags from the old map on the new napkin."All done. See you this weekend!" She stood up and slid the napkin toward me.I carefully folded the napkin and put it in my pocket. "See you."Aimee didn't leave and waited until I'd wrapped up my shift that night. Her eyes were bloodshot as she said, "We've known each other for 20 years, Nathan. 20 whole years! I was your whole life between the ages of six and 26!"She pointed at herself, h

  • The Wrong Directions to the Right Path   Chapter 10

    For the next half of the month, an expensive phantom haunted the streets of Leardon.I went to the neighborhood supermarket to grab a frozen pizza, only for the cashier to hand me a bag containing the pizza I'd wanted. "Mr. Huntley, the lady with the glasses outside has paid for this."I followed the cashier's gaze and saw Aimee standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at me through the glass. I immediately slid the bag back to the cashier. "Void the sale now. I'll pay it with my card."The card-reading machine beeped as my payment went through, and I left the supermarket with the repacked frozen pizza. Aimee greeted me immediately and tried to take the plastic carrier bag from me. "Let me help you with the bag. It's heavy."I dodged to the side, avoiding her hand. "Stop feeling so self-important, Aimee."Her hand hung in midair, and her chest rose and fell rapidly. "I'm only trying to do something for you."I studied her face, which was pale from all her late nigh

  • The Wrong Directions to the Right Path   Chapter 9

    The rain in Leardon stopped.Aimee had played two trump cards consecutively. First, she ruined Dean, and second, she destroyed Dad's family and business. However, I had blocked her number in return.Things were not going as she'd planned. From what she knew about me, I was supposed to be the loser who couldn't survive without her. I should have been crying and begging her to take me home after I'd gotten her gifts."Your red wine, Ms. Thornton." The waiter set the glass of red wine before her.Aimee picked up the glass by its stem but didn't drink the wine. The scene from the cafe yesterday played through her mind. She remembered the cool indifference in my eyes when I'd told her the price of the black coffee.There had been neither resentment nor disgruntlement in my eyes, only a calm look that one might give a stranger. It made her feel an unprecedented sense of panic.Just then, there was a commotion at the restaurant entrance. A man in a khaki coat shoved the waiters aside an

  • The Wrong Directions to the Right Path   Chapter 8

    I returned to the apartment after my shift to the sound of an argument at the stairwell. I hurried up the steps, only to find Aimee standing outside my apartment door with an ornate box of tonics in hand.Mom stood at the door like a steadfast guardian, holding up a broomstick."Janice, these tonics are great for your immune system, especially given how cold and damp Leardon is. Nathan might not know any better, but you can't let this farce continue! Don't you feel bad seeing him struggle here?"She was trying to find a breakthrough with Mom. As far as Aimee was concerned, all she had to do was get Mom on her side, and I'd be cornered. After all, Mom had once trusted her without question."Shut up!" Mom's voice trembled with rage. "How dare you show your face around here, Aimee? Did you ever consider how my heart would break for Nathan when you let Dean make up all those rumors?"Impatience colored Aimee's tone as she countered, "I've already sorted out that mess, Janice, and Dean

  • The Wrong Directions to the Right Path   Chapter 7

    I found part-time work at a cafe near the apartment.I was wiping down the coffee machine when the bell above the door chimed, the sound crisp and clear."One black coffee, please. No sugar," an extremely familiar, gentle, yet firm female voice rang out from the other side of the counter.My hand paused, and I lifted my head.Aimee sighed, sounding exasperated. "You really know how to make a woman go around looking for you, Nathan."I set the rag down and hit a few keys on the cash register. "That'll be 16.50 Leardonian dollars. Cash or card?""Are you going to keep this up just to prove a point, Nathan?" Aimee pressed softly, as if coaxing a child who'd run away from home in a fit of anger. "You couldn't even keep up with the roads back home, and yet you've come all this way to Leardon to bus tables?"Quite a price to pay just to spite me, don't you think?"I picked up the card swiper. "You're holding up a line. Please make room for the customers at the back if you're not buyi

  • The Wrong Directions to the Right Path   Chapter 6

    Mom and I rented an old apartment in Zone 2 of Leardon.I stood at the corner of the street with a printed map in hand. There were no hand-drawn arrows or cute smiley faces on this map, only landmarks written in Leardonian that meant little to nothing to me.I had Mom hail a cab home so I could make my way back alone."Maybe you should get a cab home, too, Nathan," Mom suggested, feeling bad for me."No." I stared at the red mailbox in the distance. "I can find my way around."That first week, I'd turned onto the wrong street. The sky suddenly opened up and gave way to a torrential downpour. Icy rainwater soaked through my sweater in no time.In the past, Aimee would always wait for me at the school gates with an umbrella. She'd lecture me, but her umbrella would always tip over my head and keep me dry from the rain.I headed into a convenience store by the street. Umbrellas of various colors lined the shelf."One black umbrella, please." I handed the cash to the blond shopkeep

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