Violet
It’s been a week since I got out of the hospital, and I’m settling into a new routine, a new normal for me. Part of that new normal is having Anthony parked in front of my house almost every night. The other day he even did it in his own personal vehicle.
I’ve taken to texting him when he arrives, to thank him for being out there, but we haven’t really had a conversation since he brought me home. I have a feeling that’s more my doing than his, and he’s waiting for me to give him an opening. Tonight, I’m trying to create that opening.