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It’s better to live with a broken heart than to never let anyone into it in the first place.
The door swings open and Robbie pops his head in. “Sorry I took so long. What’d I miss?”
calling it now robbie is the one that she loves
her chair and takes a long sip, making a refreshing sound when she’s done. “Debbie, it’s two in the afternoon,” Maya says. “I’m retired, Maya. Time means nothing to me.”
Our eyes lock and neither of us utters a word. It’s time for our bodies to take over and speak the language they know best.
what a weird line.
“My shows are starting soon, so I better get going.” “What shows?” I glance up at her. She straightens the chair, fluffs the pillows, and refolds a throw blanket, draping it over the back. Debbie turns to face me. “Mostly reality TV. Tonight, it’s Bachelor in Paradise and Below Deck.” “I thought you’d watch something more serious, like a drama or a legal series.” Debbie flicks her wrists. “Nah. I spent my whole life being serious. Now I just want to be entertained with a glass of wine in one hand and a carb in my other.”
Debbie is a whole VIBE
“I actually tried to do your nails when you were in the coma, but one of the nurses yelled at me for removing that little device you had clipped to your finger.” “You mean the device that measures how much oxygen is in my blood and helps determine whether I need to be ventilated or intubated?” “Yep. That’s the one,” Maya says as she points the car toward the city skyline and drives.
