Inspired by: One Too Many Mornings
In the week since Reggie got drunk and divulged to Jon Fall that his suitcase was missing and important, he stopped drinking. He began to workout each morning with Esteban and never felt better.
“Come on, Reggie! Forty-nine…fifty! That’s it for today. You have come so far in such a short time.”
Reggie’s arms gave out after his last push up, and now he was stuck on the floor. Esteban reached out and helped him up. Esteban struggled, but Reggie acted as dead weight. He pulled him a couple inches off the ground but soon collapsed beside him.
“This vacation was exactly what I needed.”
It was easier to be frank with his friend when he didn’t have to look him in the eye. Staring at clouds as they drifted by made every conversation easier.
“Past tense, my friend. I think my time here is done.”
“I can’t say I’m not disappointed, but I understand. What about Charlotte?”
“If she wanted to see me again, she would have contacted me. She was staying here too, she knows the number. It’s time to move on.”
“I understand. Please tell me you’ll keep working out though after you leave.”
“Are you kidding? I almost have biceps for the first time in my life. Of course, I’ll keep it up. Assuming I can ever get up, that is, my arms feel like gelatin.”
The friends laughed both upset that their time together is coming to an end.
“When will you leave?”
“Ah, then we have one more night together. I am buying you dinner, you cannot refuse.”
“I’d never dream of it. I love everything free.”
Esteban and Reggie stood up and headed to the hotel.
“Maybe we should shower and get changed first.”
“That is a good idea!”