Chapter27

#Chapter27

We walked to the sushi place near the shop. I decided to give in and go with him because all of my decisions lately don't feel like my own. I feel like every day I wake up as a different person, and every day that person wants different things. Today it's Brandon, yesterday it was closure, tomorrow is a mystery. I wish I could have my priorities straight because not knowing what I want is exhausting, but when I shyly look up at Brandon across from me now, at our little table in the Four Seasons sushi hole-in-the-wall restaurant, I feel at peace.

There are two other people besides us and the owners, a pair in their late twenties on what I'm assuming is a date. They're drinking and sharing an array of rolls, ones with seaweed, raw fish, only rice, only vegetables, ones looking both spicy and refreshing. She struggles to use the chopsticks but he helps her, whoever they are.