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Renegotiating Kaylin



Chapter 8- Off and On


Kayla- The last five deals I negotiated for Simpleton and Fisher were clear wins for the company.  The deals that were made as a result of some legal oversight or mishap that infringed upon our rights were up to me to make right.  If I do my job correctly, the company spends less time and money in court.  I guess you can say I’m part of the legal team, but really I’m in marketing.  Anyone can see right and wrong granted they know the law, but getting something the company wants out of it; that’s a different story.  With the money I’m bringing in for the company everyone thinks I’m an executive, but my job title is simple… Negotiator.  Then there’s the deal I pulled cooly out of a hat.  It came to me in my sleep, and left me with no rest until I saw it through.  It took a couple of years, but the payoff I was sure to negotiate with me as the principal in mind.  It was so sweet a deal and so successful an outcome that technically I don’t have to work.  I’d managed to secure the permissions to develop several new novel series based on old soap operas.  We’d repackaged them for college age kids and they were all the rage online.  And this is why the fact that I paused at the thought at leaving it all behind for him probably lost him for good.  It’s just that I didn’t see it coming, and he was just standing there as if I was supposed to give an answer instantaneously.  Yet, it’s been months and I still… well, honestly it doesn’t matter now.  She confirmed it all and the last time I sat in front of her… well my whole life threw up on me.  Then of course there was him, and he made it all bearable.  Then he was the thing that made everything worth it.  Now my work is so rewarding and I just never expected my comforter would ask me to ration my reward.  It has kept me up so many nights, and although I haven’t gotten any papers, I surely got the memo.  It’s the Timeshare.  Apparently he’s been there.  I suppose I’d been in denial.  I’d tried not to stare at him whenever he dropped in to pick up something or another.  Though I did notice he’d gone from very familiar to more and more new to me; new haircut, new car, newly defined muscle groups.   He’d taken a bag then a couple boxes, but he hadn’t taken it all.  I remembered how we’d been before finally buying the house, so it wasn’t a stretch to imagine that they were living together.  Still the news that he’d taken her there was tough.  After I’d gotten the call I took two plunges.  First, I removed my ring and second I signed up on a dating app.  Two days later, I slipped my ring back on and uninstalled the app.  Today I reinstalled the app.  It may sound crazy and I know all about marketing by now, but there’s something about the company icon that calls out to me.  It’s the two thumps up with the heart shaped eyes on the everyday girl with the hat that puts me at ease, and I’ve decided to follow through and create my profile on Eye to Eye.  Naturally, I choose another name; not because I’m not serious, but this type of thing is not my thing and I have a lot to protect.  Lucky for me the app allows me to create an icon of my own and I don’t have to worry about anyone running into me.  I feel secure enough to search and scroll a bit and spend most of the rest of the night doing just that.  When my eyes lids have grown heavier than I can hold up, I sign out and turn the lights out.  A few moments later, in the dark, I slip my ring back off and place it under my pillow.  I’m immediately taken back to a time when I hid my tooth under the pillow; a simpler time.  Then to a time not far from there; a more complicated time.  I want to roll over and hold on to him.  I want know that I’m safe, but he’s gone.  I wet my pillow and flipped it over.  I wet the other side and switched pillows, and sometime between all of it, I fell asleep.          



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