  &quot;Come in,&quot; He called.
  Leah popped her head in
  &quot;If you d care for a bath, I will show you the bathroom,&quot; she said 
  &quot;Right on time,&quot; he said to himself.
  &quot;Pardon?&quot;
  &quot;I will be glad.&quot; he answered. Standing up and moving to where his overnight bag was to bring out some toiletries and a towel
  &quot;I will be outside waiting.&quot; She said and was gone.
  &quot;Tha...&quot; He heard the door close after her.
  He met her outside, not exactly waiting for him. The house was such that the kitchen, toilet, and bathroom were situated outside. He walked towards her; she was bent down over the fireplace trying to blow air into the fire. When she was done, she stood up dusting her hand, she turned and saw him standing there, watching her.
  &quot;I will show you to the bathroom,&quot; she said trying to hide her fright of seeing him standi

  &quot;If that was what you were going to do, why did you try to find her then?&quot;
  Michael was silent. He had been asking himself that question too. The length he went to, to find her, to be here. He couldn t even say if meeting her was going to change anything about his view on commitment, perhaps his mother was never the problem with his relationship but he was. Although he had learned she still had some feelings in her to shadow him and she had been young and foolish. Funny nobody ever told him his mother had been an eighteen-year-old girl. He can understand or at least pretends to understand how she must have felt. Young, scared, and with no sense of security. It was only logical she left his dad whose business had just crashed and moved on to a better man. 
  &quot;I guess you don t have an answer to that?&quot; Leah broke into his thoughts. 
  She was wrong to have left you a

  &quot;I need to pick something from my car,&quot; he said and left.
  Rebecca stood up and headed towards Leah s room. She knocked but no response. She tried the handle to open it but it was locked from behind. She knocked again. 
  Still no response.
  &quot;Leah?&quot; She called. Tapping gently on the door
  &quot;What do you want?&quot; She asked
  &quot;To talk.&quot; 
  &quot;Don t you think it s too late for that?&quot;
  &quot;Maybe. But I won t leave until you open this door for me and let me explain.&quot; 
  The door opened. But she didn t wait for her to come inside before she walked back into the room, taking her seat on her bed. She had her back turned to her.
  &quot;I m sorry,&quot; she said, in a broken voice.
   It was then that Leah turned to face her.
  &quot;For which part?&quot; She asked in a steady voice reflecting, she was hurt. 
  &quot;Every part&quot; Her mo

&quot;Come in,&quot; He called.
  Leah popped her head in
  &quot;If you d care for a bath, I will show you the bathroom,&quot; she said 
  &quot;Right on time,&quot; he said to himself.
  &quot;Pardon?&quot;
  &quot;I will be glad.&quot; he answered. Standing up and moving to where his overnight bag was to bring out some toiletries and a towel
  &quot;I will be outside waiting.&quot; She said and was gone.
  &quot;Tha...&quot; He heard the door close after her.
  He met her outside, not exactly waiting for him. The house was such that the kitchen, toilet, and bathroom were situated outside. He walked towards her; she was bent down over the fireplace trying to blow air into the fire. When she was done, she stood up dusting her hand, she turned and saw him standing there, watching her.
  &quot;I will show you to the bathroom,&quot; she said trying to hide her fright of seeing him standing there. He hadn t made any sound when he had walked in, something he d learn from childhood

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