Cold feet-2

650 Words

I followed them. Answered their questions. Kept smiling. But inside, I felt like I was suffocating. This was my life now. Security everywhere. Every showing. Every coffee run. Every moment. And I couldn't even run when I had the chance. We finished the tour. Went back downstairs. The couple said they loved it. Said they'd talk to their realtor. Put in an offer soon. I walked them to the door. Watched them leave. Asher looked at me. "Good showing?" "Yeah. They're interested." "Good." I locked the front door. Walked to the back of the house. Checked the windows. The back door was right there. Still unlocked. I could open it. Walk out. Run. Three blocks. Gas station. Taxi. Gone. But I didn't. I locked it. Turned around. Walked back to the living room. "Ready to go?" Asher aske

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