Saturday, May 9, 2015
It’s just me and Jace in the room now, and he tugs the bottom of my tee shirt until I’m close to him.
There’s no denying how I feel any more. The fear is weighing down on me, making it hard to breath.
“Pep,” Jace’s voice is pained, and I know he can read the emotions on my face. “It’s going to be okay, you know? Of course it will be different, but we’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, I know.” The confidence in my voice is false, and we both know it. “I just hate change,” I finally admit after a moment of silence. And upon that admission, a stupid tear escapes and trickles down the side of my face. I quickly wipe it with the back of my hand and look away. “Argh!” I feel like stomping my foot in frustration, hating myself for acting like such an emotional girl.
This is Jace Wilder, and you don’t ease into anything with him. We won’t ease into this transition. It will come on full force, like everything does with Jace. And when it hits us we won’t be the same.
Maybe it will be a good change, and maybe it won’t.
About the Author:
Ali Dean lives in Colorado with her husband, twin todders, and golden retriever. In addition to reading and writing, she loves the outdoors- everything from marathon training and biking to snowboarding and skiing.