Turns out, Judgmental Guy isn’t too mean-okay, he kind of still is. Judgmental Guy decides Lucy and me-as well as baby Eli, are worth his friendship. Then something happens, I’m not even sure what. He judges my very round belly, Lucy’s inability to leave him alone, the bags under my eyes, and the fact that I couldn’t care less what I look like anymore. He doesn’t know me, but he’s already painting a picture of who he thinks I am in his mind.
His cold, blunt observation of us doesn’t differ from any other stranger. I’m too busy most days between parenting, work, and finishing up my last year of nursing school to let their judging gaze tear me down until he moves into the vacant house next to the apartments I live in. I mean, why else would someone have a child so young, right? They couldn’t be more wrong. They see Lucy on my hip, and they see a mistake. Elijah is only my friend.Make no mistakes about it. His strange acts of kindness are unraveling me. I build an unlikely friendship with him which deems it necessary for him to start smiling around me and my kids.
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