DESTINY
James and I went furniture shopping for baby. It was nice to get out of the house. No, actually, it was awesome. The last couple of weeks had been suffocating for me, as if the house was suddenly too small for all of us. Mainly because of the rising tension hanging like a heavy storm cloud be-tween James and Mother.
I couldn’t blame James, though. Aurora wasn’t innocent in all of this. She was actively out to goad James, and I couldn’t understand why. Something happened between the two of them, but they kept mum about it. Except for Mother dropping the occasional hint.
James had been keeping to himself lately, preoccupied with his own thoughts. When I asked him about it, he brushed it off as being work-related. Nothing to worry about. But today he’s been almost his old, carefree self. Joking and flirting with me.