CHAPTER 25 Boxing Day 4

　　Noticing a couple of glances my way, I couldn’t take this anymore. What had turned into an okay night, with being asked out on a date by Simon, was turning into a nightmare again, and I had to escape. Even Dawson would’ve rather have been in that Heather’s presence, and that was unbearable at the best of times. He even wanted to marry her!

　　What the heck was wrong with me? Why wasn’t I desirable? Then again, actions spoke louder than words, and I just went around falling over and getting drunk. Perhaps I was riff raff?

　　Making tracks toward the front door, I was stopped by the sight of my parents blocking the doorway. They were chatting to a group of locals, and I knew that if they saw me, they’d want to ask me questions, and then I’d probably burst into tears and would embarrass them – again. I just wanted some peace and quiet.