The Perfect Fix (Perfect Kisses #5) - Miley Maine Page 0,5

that as well, I would swallow my pride and let them know that they were right about Ronnie, but it seems like they don’t care enough about me to try and track me down, they don’t care about Travis either to even see how he is doing.

Well, they are the ones missing out. They are the ones who are missing out on an incredible child. Travis is amazing, especially considering everything that he has been through. He is growing up to be far more incredible than he should be considering everything and I’m super proud of him. If they don’t want to get to know him, then that is up to them. I might be struggling every single day, but at least I am there for my boy, at least I have had the privilege of knowing him. I will always have that and no one can take that away.

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Marc

December 12th

“So, you are still in the old house then,” Dad laughs, sounding a bit echoic which I suppose is it to be expected since he’s on the other side of the world. “I don’t understand it, Marc, you have made yourself enough money to live in two mansions if you wanted to, yet you remain living in the house you grew up in. You must be crazy. We all think you’re pretty crazy.”

“I like it,” I tell Dad seriously. “I don’t want to move anywhere. I know the street well, I know all the people who live on it, I’m happy with my neighbors, I’m comfortable here. It doesn’t matter if other people think that I am crazy, this is where I want to stay. I don’t need a bigger place.”

I don’t tell him, but the real reason I stay here is because I want to keep the memory of my mother alive. She died when I was so young and it’s hard for me to have any memories of her at all. I don’t want to forget her completely, she’s my mother for goodness sake. At least here I still have a part of her with me the whole time. All the other stuff I said is true as well and just that now I have made my own fortune from my business, it doesn’t mean I want my life to change. I do prefer it here. Plus, I really like being within walking distance to the office just in case I need to go there, and I have car issues. There are a lot of reasons why I want to be here, and absolutely none for me to move. That’s good enough for me.

“Okay, well if you say so,” he teases. “But I’m sure one day your mind will change, and you will end up in a castle somewhere.”

“Dad, you have been in England for too long. No one lives in castles here,” I laugh. “How are things in the UK anyway?”

“Oh, brilliant. I really hope you can get some time off work next year to come and visit us. We would all love to have you here.”

That makes me feel bad. I haven’t had a chance to go and see them ever since they first left. I keep promising myself that I will, but it doesn’t happen. I just haven’t had the time, I haven’t had the opportunity, and unfortunately, I haven’t really made the effort either which isn’t great. The idea that there will always be more time is in my mind when really it shouldn’t be. Losing my mom young should make me think about every day as an opportunity, and I would really like to be that person, but I haven’t had that chance yet.

“Yeah, I will do.” I really hope this isn’t just a false promise. “I will make the effort to come and see you within the next year.”

“And please bring any girlfriends you have, because I would love to meet someone. I want to know that you are not alone. I don’t like thinking of you in that house all by yourself.”

“I’m not by myself,” I insist because while I am it doesn’t really feel that way. “I don’t have a girlfriend, but I do have a lot of friends here and a very busy schedule.”

“I know, you always say that, but I worry about you after what happened with Chloe.”

Urgh, Chloe...like I want to think about her right now. I wish my dad wouldn’t speak about her at all because it’s so far in the past that I don’t even