Chapter 33
“Oh, Paul, I really am
sorry.” Trevor was. He’d acted impetuously and now regretted it.
“I’ll try and calm her down, steer her away from you.”
“No, I think it’s best you
leave well alone. Goodness knows what you’d have to tell
her.”
“If you had someone else,
that’d put her off. Trish is a firm believer in not encroaching on
other people’s territory. Whatever happened to Cindy? She seemed
like a nice enough woman.”
“Things had sort of grown
stale between us, but neither of us seemed to want to call it off.
Eventually Cindy did, and I think we’re both happier she
did.”
The two moved into the
living room and unconsciously took up their usual spots, Trevor in
the recliner and Paul on the sofa.
** * *
Although it tested his
new-found resolve—for the next couple of
weeks, every time Paul suggested he and Trevor “do something
together”—Trevor always managed to come up with an excuse not to
go. He could tell Paul was confused, even hurt, but Trevor had to