Mikey
I’m with Macey, and together we can get through this. But I’m not going to bring up my past.
As far as I’m concerned, Marta is behind me, and I want it to stay there. Macey is my present and possibly my future.
When Macey asked me if I trusted her, I said yes. It’s the press I don’t trust. I’m worried they’ll dig into our pasts, and that’s just one more headache we don’t need.
I watched Macey type away on her phone while Rocky, our dog, finished his meal and came over to me. “Want to go out?” I asked him.
The way he looked at me, I swear he smiled. So, I walked to the living room where the sliding glass door was. I knew he could go outside through there.
I opened the door and stepped out with Rocky. He wandered toward the grassy part of the yard.
I took a moment to appreciate
