During most of the weekend, Michael and I avoided each other, still hurt from the words that were said. He tried to argue with me when I told him my plans for returning to work that Monday. I still had another week of bereavement leave but I wanted to go. Staying inside my apartment doing nothing wasn't helping me. If anything, I felt too lonely and thought about how I would call home to pass the time. Alice was busy with Hailey and Charlie… well… Charlie was never the talkative type. Since most of my time was spent with just Michael, I never tried to make girlfriends.
The only person who I could tell anything to was gone. It was when I realized not only did I lose my mother; I had lost my best friend. I caught myself many times dialing Renee's cellphone number and then hanging up before it could either ring or tell me the line had been disconnected.
I needed to get back to work. And soon.
A/N: Caught myself doing that very same. It's a habit I may never break.