” I let out a muffled cry as the tears slide down my cheeks. I wasn’t about to hold them back knowing that the one thing I wanted for Christmas wa... to wake up with Marc holding me. I let out a growl, I grab my wallet and head to the store. If I can’t have Marc here, I’m going to drink. I get to the store and grab a bottle Jack Daniels and go home. I don’t bother with having dinner that I had planned to make for us when Marc got home. I flop onto the couch and flick on the TV. Of course there is. I was able to see a middle-aged couple standing in front of a small island with a beautiful home in the middle of it. My mom pointed towards them and said they are your uncle and aunt (my mom’s sister). They welcomed us with a warm smile.My uncle extended his hand to help my mom get out of the boat. Next, he offered to help me but I refused. “Ohh,” I slipped and fell on the boundary wall into the water. I got my hand fractured and little bruises along my body. My mom and aunt were worried. My. The bad news is… I dropped out of college. The good news is… I’m coming home!” Your stomach knots at the words coming out of your phone’s speaker. Sami’s coming home? Is she coming home because of me? Does she have nowhere else to go? All kinds of questions running through your head a mile a second.“That’s awesome! Well, except for the part of you dropping out of college. What happened?” You ask her. “Well.” She starts, “I kind of decided that macroeconomics wasn’t my sort of thing. It’s all. ”“We do have a dress code. I think.”“The manual says professional, not mentioning any specifics. And I’m not spending two hours a day at Pilates and Zumba to hide under some starched tablecloth.”“Ugh. Fitness freak.” She flipped him off and turned back to her computer. He was one to talk, after all. He and his wife were at the gym a minimum of four times a week – though Missus James did admit that it was a great boon to their sex life. Considering how the man, despite being in his mid-fifties,.