Pastime Or Passtime Novels & Stories

Getting him to have a meal with me used to require booking a date a month in advance. Even when we did go out, he was impatient and cold the entire time. When we left the restaurant in the past, he would never wait for me by the restroom, let alone carry my coat. He used to say, "Women are such a hassle", before walking straight to the parking lot. It was as if I were some virus he couldn't wait to escape from. Yet now, he stood there willingly, doing for Brooke what he had never been willing to do for me. I felt bitter, but I no longer wanted to dwell on it.

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I tell her. “It’s okay, Darling.” She assures me. “The Passion House is mostly famous for its amenities which is believed to be accessed only through… a dream.” I get dumbfounded. “Mom, this is not the time for a joke,” I tell her and she laughs. “Really, Darling.” She smiles when she can control her laughter. “How does that even work?!” I ask her with all the sarcasm in the world. “We will never find out if we don’t try.” She smiles at me.