Chapter 8
On Monday, Titus discovered how difficult it was to work when his relationship with Haven was on shaky ground. He couldn’t focus on forming words to make an article. All he thought about was the circumstances surrounding the breakdown of his relationship with Haven. Disappointment welled up inside of him but he tried his best to push it aside. Work still had to get done.
He stared at the laptop screen trying to concentrate on the article – one about Cherokee Grill – the restaurant where he’d last shared a meal with Haven and her parents. It was at the restaurant he knew something was wrong. When it all started to break down.
He folded the laptop closed and stood up from his desk in his home office. He didn’t know what to do at this point. He’d left it all up to her.
A call came through from his client – the one he was writing the current restaurant article for from the Tourism board.
“Hi, Cindy,” he answered.
“Hey, Titus. How’s it going?”
“Pretty good. I just got back home last night.”
“Awesome. How is it in the mountains during the Spring? I’ve never been.”
It’s real nice, but only when your significant other doesn’t crush your heart into little pieces.
“You’ve never been? They should make that a job requirement for your line of work.”
“I know. I work for tourism and never been to the mountains,” she giggled.
“That’s okay. That’s why you have me.”
“Exactly.”
“It’s a little chilly since it’s early in the Spring, but the atmosphere is unbeatable,” he said, trying to pass off an upbeat attitude when he was anything but.
“How’s the article coming along?”
“It’s slow going—don’t know why it’s taking me so long this time but I should be able to get it to you by Friday.”
“No worries. That’ll be perfect. Let me know if you run into any snags.”
“Will do, Cindy.”
He placed the phone on the desk and sighed heavily. He’d hit a snag, all right…
How was he supposed to work when his relationship was on shaky ground? He made an attempt and typed:
With its beautifully decorated interior, mouth-watering food and friendly waitstaff, Cherokee Grill is a must for your mountain vacation!
He immediately pressed the backspace key and buried his face in his hands. Why are you doing this to me, Haven? He asked the question repeatedly. Why are you doing this to me?