Free This Trust of Mine by Amanda Bennett Page A

clothes up behind the counter. I shook
my head in disbelief that this was how she was treating me. It had been almost
two months since we had seen each other and almost a week since we had spoken.
If time was what she needed though, I guess I had no other choice than to give
it to her.
    I pushed
myself up off the chair and placed it back in its rightful place. When I approached
her to give her a kiss good-bye, she stood tall and placed a chaste kiss to my
cheek.
    "I'll
call you when I get off."
    I nodded and
headed out to my truck. Once inside the cab, I punched the steering wheel a few
times before turning over the ignition. I sped out of the parking space and
hauled ass in the direction of my house. I was at a loss for words. There was
only one person that could talk me down from this ledge, and I was just praying
he wasn't too busy with Cami to talk.
    "Hey
man, what's up? How'd it go?"
    "Not
like I expected, to say the least."
    "Seriously?
I would've thought that she would've thrown you down right there and given you
a nice welcome home." He started laughing, but I was just getting angrier
by the minute.
    "She
went from shocked, to happy, to having a panic attack in all of about ten
minutes, bro. Something just isn't right with her. I need a favor Glenn."
    "Anything,
dude. You know that."
    "I need
you to ask Cami if anything happened while I was gone to make her this way. I
need a little insight. She refused to talk to me. She barely said all of three
words to me. Man, I am goin' fuckin' crazy right now."
    "Okay
first off, calm down dude. Did she say she would talk to you later or
anything?"
    "She
said that we could meet up later."
    "Well
that's a good thing. I'll talk to Cam and see what she says. But I'll warn you
now bro, those two are as thick as thieves. I'd be down right shocked if she
doesn't tell me to mind my own fucking business. I'll try though. Go spend some
time with your grandparents, maybe go by and say hi to her grandma. Just relax,
at least until you know more. Okay?"
    I rubbed my
forehead knowing that relaxing wasn't what was goin' to happen. "Alright,
yeah. Text or call me later when you hear somethin'. Talk to ya soon."
    As I hung up
with Glenn, I found myself parked at the end of the James' drive. I could tell
her granddad wasn't home because his truck was gone, so it was almost
guaranteed that Mrs. James was here. I wasn't quite sure how Kayla was going to
feel about me comin' to see her grandma, but at this point, I really didn't
care.
    I knocked on
the door twice and then stood back with my hands in my front pockets, waiting
for her to answer. After a few minutes I almost gave up, but then I heard the
latch of the lock and the door opening.
    "Well
Madison Raine, do my eyes deceive me? What are you doin' here, boy?"
    She sounded
happy to see me, so I took that as a good sign that she might let me into
what's been goin' on around here as of late. "No ma'am, I am really here.
I actually just got back into town. I came back to go to school closer to home.
Do you have a minute to chat with me? I don't want to interrupt you."
    "Oh
honey, you are never interrupting me. Come, take a seat by me." She
pointed at the two old rocking chairs on the porch and I was quick to follow.
    "So how
are things?"
    "I wish
I could say better, but as of right now, things are just okay. I went by to
surprise Kayla at work. She seemed happy to see me at first, but then she
practically had a panic attack after I kissed her. I just don't know what's
goin' on with her."
    I watched as
Mrs. James soaked in all the information I was feeding her. I could tell she
knew somethin', but knowing her, she wasn't gonna tell.
    "It's
Kayla's story to tell, not mine. Trust me, I wish I could. Hasn't she called
you to talk at all?"
    "Not
really. Every time I try to call her she doesn't answer, or she never returns
my calls. Last time we spoke, she told me to move on."
    "Oh
Madison, don't listen to that silly girl." I could tell she was