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The next couple days showed a definite decrease in happiness levels, on my part at least. The initial jubilation I felt at the visit with Ashley was wearing off now that she was back in L.A. I was still a bit more social though, as Carrie and I continued to become good friends. But in other respects, I was just as, if not more miserable than I’d been before she came. To be truthful, I just plain missed her, and it sucked. So when Farber came into my office early one morning, it took every ounce of willpower I had not to bite his head off.
“Good morning, Mr. Farber,” I replied obediently. I sounded like a 2nd grader. It almost made me sick.
“I’m just coming by to remind everyone that the office will be closed not this coming Monday and Tuesday, but the following.”
“The first 2 nights of Passover,” he told me matter-of-factly.
“Oh, right.” I had forgotten that over half of the other lawyers were Jewish. Wait. The Monday after next… that was Ashley’s birthday. “Mr. Farber!”
“Yes?” he asked as he turned around.
“Are you sure that it’s a week from Monday?”
“I’m positive,” he said with a chuckle. “My wife’s already shopping for the first Seder.”
“Okay. Thank you.” A thousand ideas were racing through my head at once. Should I go? Could I go? Wait, was I really even questioning that? The answers were both yes. Obvious and glaring ones… it was like this was a sign, or something. Not only that, but I wanted to go. Okay, calm down, Spencer. You can figure this out. First step… first step… “Benny!” I thought out loud. I would need to find a kennel for Benny while I was gone. If no kennels were available, I wouldn’t be able to go. I Googled kennels in the city and came up with a bunch of different matches. Choosing the one with the nicest website (always a good method), I picked up my phone and called. They did, in fact, have space for Benny, and I booked it on the spot. Even if the visit never actually happened, I could always call to cancel. Better to take the precaution now. Okay, first step down. I leaned back in my chair, feeling exhausted already. Should I call Ashley? I didn’t know whether I was ready yet. Besides, I wasn’t 100% sure I was actually going to go, and I didn’t want to get her hopes up for potentially nothing. I had to tell someone, though.