Chapter 2
“You’ve been running through my mind all night”.
Three Weeks Prior...
The funny thing about free time is people always plan on making the most of it. They plan on going to the gym more often, reading some intelligent literature, writing a book or at least organizing a closet. The funny thing about free time is people never actually do any of that stuff.
Jaime’s been out of work for longer than he can remember. Not in the traditional sense, but rather, his employer had been locked up and there wasn’t much of a reason to take his suit to the cleaners anymore, stay in shape, or keep track of the company expenses. Anyways, that was Will’s job. In an effort to maintain some type of socially acceptable physique, he went to bed committing to himself to go jogging the next morning. He didn’t actually start this resolution until two weeks after the fact. Breathing heavily, he made his way down the dirt paths of the closest park.
Damn-damn it's cold... when did I decide it was a good idea to go jogging in the morning? I don't even like jogging! I need to pee... does this park have public restrooms... I guess they aren't really necessary in the woods... maybe I can just find a moment of privacy off the trail and... It'd be easier if there weren't so many elderly morning walkers! What are all these people doing awake this early? What time is it anyway... huh... if I left now and cut through the bike trails I bet I could make it to McDonalds and eat breakfa... crap, is that... oh crap, looks like it’s... damnit. What's she doing here? Surely she won't acknowledge me. Maybe she won't even recognize me... oh damnit is she wav... she is, she's waving at me... Maybe she's waving at someone else... nope, she said my name. Damn. Is it too late to sprint by her? Yes, she's slowing down. Okay, get ready to engage in some small talk bull shit...
Holding back any sign of exhaustion, he sucked in his stomach and breathed out
"Hello Abi".
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| A clean track shoe is a worthless track shoe. |
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