asn’t working.”
“You said that about Sarah too.”
“Since when are you keeping track?”
And I never let my own life start.
He looked at me, completely serious.
“I don’t want to be your job.”
I stopped smiling.
“You’re not my job.”
“Then stop acting like you can’t have a life because of me.”
I had no answer to that.
“I don’t want to be your job.”
So when Claire came along, Jamie was the one who pushed.
“You like her?”
“Yeah.”
“Then call her.”
“Jamie…”
“Call her.”
So when Claire came along, Jamie was the one who pushed.
I called her. I don’t even know if my brother regretted it later. Especially when everything turned into a nightmare.
Claire met Jamie three months later, at his apartment. I’d seen it a thousand times. People either talked over his head or slowed down and used that careful voice, like he was five.
