I was never enough. I kept trying and trying because I wanted him to be happy, wanted to see his effortless grin, his eyes crinkle at the corners as he laughed, wanted him the way he was meant to be: happy ... but I wasn’t good enough.I was a strong woman. I should have been able to give him the world, and in many ways, I could. I made over twice what Wes did, and financially, we probably would never need to worry. I could pay off his loans with the money that sat in my bank collecting dust, could’ve eased his financial burdens. I could have bought him a more reliable car than the Camry he’d been driving for ten years, could have taken him shopping and bought him anything he wanted. But the thing is, Wes would never accept my help. He would be insulted. And so, the only ways I could repay him for loving me were out of the window. I couldn’t even properly thank him.All I could do was wake up in the middle of the night, fear gripping me, and I’d think for one terrifying second that I. The chief architect gave her the "teamwork" speech and told her that this was one of the most important projects in the works and that he needed her to sell this project to the client. Andie knew that this wasn't the most important project they were working on and the only reason that she was going to present it was because everyone else wanted the day after Christmas off.The phone call to her mother had been hard. She could tell that her mother was heart-broken. She could almost hear the catch in her mother's throat as she talked. This would be Andie's first Christmas away from home. When Andie told her mother goodbye her mother quickly hung up. Andie knew that her mother was crying. She felt empty inside when she hung up the phone. She stared at the phone for a long time; the depression growing inside of her until it felt like ten cinder blocks sitting on her chest.A bird flew against the window and snapped her out of her reverie. She went to the window and saw the sparrow sitting.
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