Between Us

by Mhairi McFarlane

It’s toxic hope, isn’t it? Meredith had said. Who knew there was such a thing.

They couldn’t recapture the clean slates of being in their early twenties. But they could keep hold of each other.

It always looked like a lot of fun to have his face. Roisin had never considered that about conspicuous beauty before, that people might want to hang around it simply to see where it led.

She had confused loyalty and forbearance with a determination to stay stuck in the past, rather than confront the present.

. It’s like loving him is a chronic condition. It’s been ten years, and I don’t think I’m ever going to be cured.”

Oop

I think my whole problem has been waiting until I want to move on.

If she was the future love, Roisin had brought piss to a shit fight.

I loled fr