Lacey didn’t show up and the night was ending. Lana was passed out on the couch and Alanna, and I were out back sitting round the fire pit.
Jake had disappeared up the stairs a while ago leaving us to have some much-needed girl time. It was nice spending time with the girls. It was just a shame Lacey felt she couldn’t join us.
“Remember when you punched Jake in the face?”. She laughed.
“I do”. I grinned.
“That was a good night”.
“It was”. I agreed. “Until I ended up with a broken hand because I punched a werewolf in the face”.
“Bet it felt good though”. She winked.
“It did”. I laughed. “But we won’t talk about that”.
“You’re both good though, right?”.
“We are”. I nodded.
“And you, you’re doing, okay?”.
I shrugged. “I’m okay I guess”. I wasn’t sure how to process it. I still didn’t understand how to grieve something I never had to begin with. But I dealt with it the best way I knew how and that was by not talking about it.
I was burying it until I was ready and right now, I wasn’t ready to face any of it.
For her to think I would be anything other than supportive was sad.
“She’s being silly but she is pregnant after all so I understand her emotions will be all over the place. Should I maybe call her tomorrow?”.
“I could see if we could all go for breakfast?”. She suggested.
“Sounds good”. I smiled.
Feeling the light drop of rain against my forehead I looked up into the sky, the brightest I’ve seen in a long time. Stars shining bright, the moon full. I will never get over how peaceful it was around here.
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