A THOUSAND REASONS To LEAVE
I laughed_the frist real laugh I had in days,and it felt good in a way that surprised me,like something in my chest unknotting slightly.
“Thank you,” I said.
“Don't thank me yet.I still think this is going to end in catastrophe,I just think you deserve to find out for yourself.”
We ordered,the conversation moved to easier things-her work, a man she had matched with on an app who had turned out to list ‘crypto’ as a personality trait,the renovation her parents were doing to their kitchen that had apparently consumed every family conversation for the past few weeks. It was good,ordinary, necessary.
We were splitting the bill when Cara’s expression changed.