Thursday December 13, 2018
“You’re a mess, Robbie,” Val shivers and zips her coat up past her chin.
“Jesus, it must be minus twenty-five – ” Rob looks up at the sky.
“Don’t ignore me!”
“I’m not, I’m just sayin’…” They stand there for a full minute, Val stamping her feet to get feeling back in her toes.
“I am a mess, but it’s okay… Like, I don’t usually let my life get messy, right? When have you ever seen me like this?” He makes a good point.
Val’s cheeks are turning bright red. “I just think that you should talk to someone, a counselor or something. You might even be able to find something subsidized?”
“Thanks. Yeah. I’ll look into it.” Rob pushes his hands further into his coat pockets. He feels something round.