I’ve packed my bags, but I haven't booked a ticket or changed my clothes yet. I’m sitting here, reflecting and really trying to tune into my feelings. I want to go back to New Orleans and follow Roger so badly. I miss him like crazy, and I know just seeing him would be such a relief.
But the real question is, can I handle the consequences once I get there? I know there are going to be plenty. Is it actually worth the risk?
"If you want to wait here, that’s fine too."
I looked toward the door. Beryl was standing there, leaning against the frame. "You might get exhausted from the trip."
"My OB-GYN said I’m cleared to travel," I replied.
She gave me a knowing smirk. "Okay." She walked over and looked into my open suitcase, poking through my clothes even my undies.
I shot her a glare, bu
