He Was Never Too Busy, Just Not for Me

Ethan and I were on a road trip when I got thirsty and went to grab some water at a rest stop. When I came back, he had driven off.

I called him ten times, and every call went straight to voicemail.

An hour later, my best friend Fiona called:

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Kylie. Ethan just turned back to pick me up. You’ll have to wait another hour, and we’ll come get you.”

I suddenly felt like laughing.

Before, I’d ask Ethan to pick me up on his way home from work, but he always found it too much trouble.

Even this road trip, I had begged him for a year before he finally agreed.