Come Share My Love - By Carrie Macon Page 0,18
wouldn’t look at her.
“Look at me and tell me what’s wrong. It’s not like you to just sit around day after day not saying anything, not wanting to go anyplace. Something is wrong and I want you to tell me what it is right now.”
She huffed and blew out some air. “I miss him Kee. I don’t know what to do. He stopped calling me.”
“I know. I know. Did you ever return any of his calls?”
She put her head down because she knew Kemah was ready to fuss. “You already know that I didn’t return any of his calls. And before you start lecturing me I’ve already done that a million times. I just didn’t think one day he’d up and stop calling.”
“Of course you didn’t think that. In fact you didn’t think at all.”
“Okay Kemah I know this already. I asked for no lectures. I’ve done that to myself, remember.”
“Yeah, but it sounds so much better coming from someone else. More effective, don’t you think?” Shyla dropped her head back on the table. “Why don’t you call him and invite him to lunch today?”
“I don’t think he’ll talk to me.”
“You won’t know if you don’t call to find out.”
“The man called me two weeks straight after we returned from Jamaica and I wouldn’t even return his calls. I find myself dreaming about us being together, daydreaming about him, throughout the day. Do you know that sometimes when I’m massaging people I fantasize that it’s him lying on the table, completely nude and ready to take me in his arms and fill me with him. Damn. I would make him feel so good,” she confessed. She was so miserable.
“Ugh. Snap out of it girly. That’s a little bit too much information even for me. But I do understand what you’re saying. Shy you look so sad. Take the rest of the day off and get some rest. Pamper yourself and invite him over or out to dinner. Do something, dear heart. I know he would appreciate it and you would feel so much better when you do.”
“And what reason would I give that I had not been able to return his calls?”
“Tell him the truth. That you were being a complete ass and that you’ve come crawling on your hands and knees begging for his forgiveness.” Kemah laughed at her own joke. “Okay, no. You tell him that you have taken on such a large workload that you haven’t had time to yourself let alone anyone else.” She looked at her amusingly. “Well it’s not the complete truth but it’s also not a complete lie. You have taken on a lot more clients than you normally would have.” Kemah picked up the phone. “Call him.”
“I will. I promise.”
“Now Shy,” she handed her the phone. “Your next appointment is at 1:30 so you have plenty of time. I still think you should take a few days off. It will do you some good.”
“What about my other clients? I can’t just cancel on them. We just got back from vacation.”
“That’s been over a month. You’re entitled to take a couple of days off work for yourself especially since you are the owner. You have a complete and competent staff working for you that will help with your workload. Besides, you have worked every day of the week in the past six weeks except for Sunday. That isn’t healthy.”
“I know you’re right. I’ll go and use the phone in my office and then I’ll take the rest of the day off. Do you mind doing Mr. Pickett when he gets in?”
“No. Mr. Pickett is one fine man,” Kemah stood back licking her lips.
“He’s also dating Mr. Branchard.”
“Ugh. That’s not good.” Shyla shook her head. “Oh well you win some you lose some.”
“Thanks Kee.”
“No problem. You’ll owe me when I get into this same rut.”
“I’ll look forward to repaying you.”
“And I’ll be happily reaping the rewards.”
“Good afternoon, Zack’n’Felt Veterinarians, how may I help you?”
“Good afternoon. Is Dr. Trellis in?”
“I’m sorry but Dr. Trellis is out of the office until the 15th but Dr. Childress is in. Would you like to speak with him?”
“No!” she said in a rush. That was the last person she needed to talk to. “Thank you very much. I’ll try him on his cell phone.”
“You’re welcome, ma’am. Enjoy your day.”
“You do the same.”
The operator thought Shyla was very pleasant but she rushed off the phone before she could ask who she was.
It was like her world had just been put