She scoffed at my question. “Mike? My boyfriend?” She said then proceeded to laugh. “I don’t think he has the courage to ask me on a date!”
My eyebrows raised at he response.
“If he can’t talk to me about whats going on in his life, I doubt he can confess to me,” she told me.
From what she was saying it seemed her and Mike both liked each other and broth seemed to be aware that one liked the other but could not confess.
“Men and relationships are so weird and frustrating!” Megan complained and sighed.
I chuckled lowly hoping Megan wouldn’t here it. Young love was interesting I thought to myself. Overly complicated for no reason. You both looked each other both know it so go for it!
“What’s your husband like?” Megan then asked me.
“What?” I asked her in surprise. I don’t remember ever having told her that I was married.
“Your ring girl,” she said to me and her gaze averted to my hand at my side.
I looked down at my finger and noticed the wedding ring on my left ring finger. I held out my hand and looked at the ring. It was pure silver band encrusted in small diamonds around the band and then one large diamond at the center. I had forgotten I was wearing it. This whole time since I come back to the past I had been wearing it absent mindedly. It’s only now with Megan pointing it out that I was processing the fact I wore a wedding ring.
“How many diamonds are on that thing!?” She asked in excitement as she got closer to me and my hand in hers to see the ring closer. “It’s so beautiful and looks expensive,” Megan commented in excitement. “Your husband must love you so much.”
I then looked at Megan who looking at me expectantly. I realised she was waiting for me to elaborate on what my husband was like.
“Oh my husband,… I hate him and I’m getting a divorce,” I told her nonchalantly.
Her smile disappeared and her eyes widened in surprise at my answer. “Oh god, did not see that coming,” she replied stunned.
I shrugged my shoulders in response.”As you said men and relationships are weird and complicated.” I repeated her words.
“I’m sorry to hear that,” she said to me.
“Don’t worry about it,” I assured her it wasn’t a problem.
Talking about Keith reminded me I was going to meet with my divorce lawyer soon. I had finally found one.
The manager then came to the dining room where Megan and I were. We stopped talking solely focused on setting up the table.
“We need some new table cloths. There are some freshly washed ones in the basement offices in a pile. Can one of you get them?” he asked to Megan and I.
“I’ll go get them,” I offered.
“Okay then,” the manager approved.
I left the main dining area and went down to the basement of the restaurant. There were five offices in the basement. Two were used for storage and others weren’t in use. I found the neat pile of cloths in the first room where cloths were typically kept.
As I left the room I then heard a feint voice coming from one of the rooms. Out of curiosity I turned back and went toward the voice. It was coming from one of the out of use rooms. The door was slight open, I peaked inside and found someone standing in. The middle of the room whispering on the phone. It was Mike.
So this is where you’d escaped to, to avoid work? I thought to myself.
“I’ll be there tonight I promise.”
Silence
“How’s dad doing?” I heard him whisper.
Silence
“Oh” he replied a depressed tone.
Silence
“I don’t know where we’ll get the money yet but we’ll figure it out, okay?” I heard him say.
“How’s dad doing?” I heard him whisper.
SILENCE
“Oh” he replied a depressed tone.
SILENCE
“I don’t know where we’ll get the money yet but we’ll figure it out, okay?” I heard him say. “Just just stay with dad until I get there alright?”
SILENCE
What?
“Yeah it’s okay put dialysis treatment on my credit card,” he said.
He put the phone down and he looked down at the floor with a defeated look on his face.
He turned his head in my direction and I quickly turned away. Shit. I listened to see if I would hear any footsteps headed my way. I didn’t hear him coming though.
What had that conversation been about? I wondered. Putting what I’d heard together it seemed Mike’s father was in some kind trouble and they needed money.
Looks like Megan had been spot on with her theory that there was something bothering Mike. They had a close relationship after all. I thought of the day I went to the hospital last Saturday. Was his father the one he had gone to see? Megan was saying he was missing lectures at university. I’m sure what his dad was going through must be pretty serious if Mike was taking lots of time away from his obligations. Not to mention he sounded so broken and sad on the call.
This whole time it wasn’t that Mike was sneaking around trying to skip working his shift he was genuinely dealing with something and then playing it off when he was around people. I felt bad for judging him all this time.
Returning to the main dining to continue working. When Mike eventually returned to continue working as well I checked to see if he suspected me if anything. I seemed to be in the clear as I didn’t catch him staring at me or anything. And I played it cool around him acting like I didn’t know anything.
However, I continued to think about him and the call he had. It was clear he needed help but didn’t want How do you help someone like that I thought to myself?
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What do think of my cherry pie? I asked Tony as we had dessert after eating dinner.
” mmhmm it’s so good mum,” he said with his mouth full.
“Eww don’t talk with your mouth full,” I said to him.”I’m glad you like it though,”
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