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Lucky

This afternoon Dylan and I had yet another fight The poolside playtime with Flynn and his new friend left me in a mood I couldn’t seem to shake I was relieved when Dylan didn’t try to co into a production, and I really just want some alone time with Avery

After two hours of delays, I finally have s in too bags…for a two-night trip

"What the hell did you bring?"

"Clothes"

"We’re in Texas in summer, it’s not like it’s sweater season You really couldn’t fit everything in one bag?"

"I brought some extra outfits for you"

"For me? Why?"

"To cheer you up"

"But I’m not depressed" Well Maybe a little But that’s a story I can’t get into noe sit in the back of a car being driven by security Dylan’s security

"What did you have for breakfast?"

"Breakfast?"

"Yes, breakfast"

"A chocolate chip muffin and coffee Oh And maybe a few pieces of bacon"

"Did you sleep until after seven?"

"Yes I slept in for a change What’s that got to do with anything?"

"This ’s sonnet What was it titled?"

"‘Ruin’"

"That’s what I thought"

"What are you talking about?"

"You’re depressed When you’re down, you eat, get up late and write depressing poetry" She shrugs like it’s a known fact

"I do not" Then I think about it "Do I?"

Avery’s look says duh, even though she doesn’t

"But even if that’s all true, how did you know that all the way fro about?"

"You have this little sigh at the end of your sentences when you’re depressed It’s like talking is an effort You sighed on the phone when you called to confirht"

"You’re absolutely insane, you know that?" A barely there sigh cood

Avery arches an eyebrow and grins "A glass of hile I get to pick out what you wear tonight Then you can spill your guts e get hoo out"