her second glass from one of the
bottles Steven had brought over. The thousand year old bottles. She
wanted another glass so bad but if she kept chugging the happy juice
like this, there was no way she was going to be able to stand up
straight. She took another sip and looked at the computer screen
again.
Step
four: Make sure you are in a comfortable and private place.
She
looked around and shrugged. It didn’t get more private than
this, her apartment. She felt comfortable. She was comfortable. There
was no reason why she wouldn’t be able to break the bad news
here. It was better than…hell, it was the best place for such
news. She scrolled down the computer screen and looked at the next
step.
Step
five: Choose the right time.
Julie
shook her head. There was never a right time for this kind of stuff.
It always seemed to be a bad time, every time. She took the last sip
of her wine and the looked at the bottle. She needed more liquid
courage but even in the state she was in, she was sure she shouldn’t
get any more alcohol in her than she did.
Step
six: Gauge the recipient of the news before breaking it to them
It
is important to make sure that the person you are breaking the news
to is in a good mood or not otherwise rattled. The last thing you
want is to add insult to injury.
Julie
shook her head. This was almost as helpful as a double sided arrow
giving direction. She shut down her computer and leaned back feeling
defeated. She took a series of long deep breaths as
she leaned back on the couch. She looked at her phone and sighed. It
had been almost two hours since she sent Steven a text telling him
she needed to see him. Any time now, he would be walking into the
house and she still had not made up her mind on how she was supposed
to say it. She had just poured herself another glass when she heard
the front door open and close. She put the glass down and looked up
and smiled as Steven walked in.
“ I’m
so sorry I took so long to get here,” he apologized as he
walked in. “I had two back to back meetings and I couldn’t
call because my battery was flat,” he explained as he walked
towards her. She smiled up at him as he came to sit next to her. “And
my assistant took off early. Some kind of home emergency. I had no
way of reaching you,” he said before he leaned in and kissed
her.
“ It’s
okay,” she replied, forcing out a smile. He looked at her and
smiled. She shrugged. “What?”
“ That
bottle was unopened last time I checked,” he frowned. She
smiled.
“ Maybe.
Or maybe you are just losing track of what is going on around you,”
she suggested. He looked at her and smiled.
“ Is
everything okay?” Steven asked.
“ Everything
is fine,” she said.
“ I
hate to call you out on this, but seriously, I think there is
something going on,” he fretted.
“ Come
on, I made dinner,” she said. Steven raised one eyebrow over
the other and smiled.
“ You
made dinner? Now I’m really concerned,” he teased. She
shrugged and stood up and then walked to the kitchen. “Is it
okay if we just eat in here bumming out in front of the telly?”
he asked. She smiled and nodded, even though he could not see her.
“ Sure,”
she replied. Her head was spinning as she served the food and then
walked back to the living room.
“ Smells
really good,” Steven said as she sat down.
“ Wine?”
she offered. Steven smiled and shook his head.
“ Somehow
I feel like you’ve had enough for the both of us,” he
said with a smile. She shrugged and then reached for her glass.
“ To
us,” she said before they began eating. Halfway through dinner,
she looked at him and smiled. “How tired are you?” she
asked as she looked at him.
“ Not
very, why?” he
“ I
just need….” Her voice trailed off. She looked at him
and wondered how she was supposed to start this talk. There was no
telling what exactly she was supposed to start this conversation. She
shook her head and shrugged. “Never