Last Call for Love
“Charla’d found a room to rent in Topanga. A friend of a friend of a friend had helped her score the spot. Then one of the guys who lived there too told her San Surf needed a manager-slash-sales clerk. She’d applied and gotten the gig.
Maybe not feeling at home anywhere had been one of the reasons she’d been so keen to fall for Bertram. She’d wanted a place to call her own. A home. But Bertram and his family hadn’t been a home, and now Los Angeles didn’t fit her anymore either. For months she go...t up, she got dressed, she went through the motions. She fought the urge each day to call Ryan. To email him or text. He did what she’d asked and didn’t contact her, but with each day that passed, instead of feeling better, her heart broke a tiny bit more.
Charla stood in the front of San Surf and folded what felt like the hundredth T-shirt that day. According to Tag, the owner, she was hiding out. Ha. Hiding out from whom? She came to work every day. Sure she went home, fixed dinner, watched some TV, and went to bed, but that wasn’t hiding out.MoreLess
Maybe not feeling at home anywhere had been one of the reasons she’d been so keen to fall for Bertram. She’d wanted a place to call her own. A home. But Bertram and his family hadn’t been a home, and now Los Angeles didn’t fit her anymore either. For months she go...t up, she got dressed, she went through the motions. She fought the urge each day to call Ryan. To email him or text. He did what she’d asked and didn’t contact her, but with each day that passed, instead of feeling better, her heart broke a tiny bit more.
Charla stood in the front of San Surf and folded what felt like the hundredth T-shirt that day. According to Tag, the owner, she was hiding out. Ha. Hiding out from whom? She came to work every day. Sure she went home, fixed dinner, watched some TV, and went to bed, but that wasn’t hiding out.MoreLess
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