Esme and I had formed a very close relationship once Edward
and I made the decision to move. She stepped in for the mother that I lost. She
was also my confidante when I struggled at being a single parent as Edward
traveled between Chicago and Sherryville. Our bond was closer than what I had
with my own mother or even Sue, who I consider to be my mom for all intents and
purposes. However, Esme just radiated ‘mom’ and she was there when I had my
breakdowns, when Marie, Lizzie or David had their tantrums and was just there.
Edward had rented a small, furnished apartment that he
stayed at during his time at the hospital in Park Ridge. They were more than
willing to accommodate his needs with flying home every other weekend to help
with the packing and sale of our home. He’d work for two weeks and be off for
four days before flying back to Chicago. We did spend a fair amount of time
talking on the phone, Skyping and enjoying the amazing thing of Skype sex. That
was the single most erotic thing I’d ever done in my life.
I needed a new laptop after that foray in quasi-public-exhibitionism.
Okay, not really but getting myself off on the computer was all sorts of hot
and seeing Edward stroke himself into a frenzy, even hotter.
Once we got an offer on the house, we worked quickly on
making it happen and pushing it forward so we could be reunited. Though, there
was a snafu in the timing. The offer we received was in the middle of February.
Edward wanted me and the kids with him in Chicago, which I didn’t blame him. I
missed my husband something awful, but I wanted to wait until the end of the
school year. Unfortunately for him and fortunately for me, the financing for
the couple who purchased our house went through as we were having our end of
the year parties in May.
Most of our belongings had already been moved to our new
home in Park Ridge after we got the offer. Edward, using the money from when
Mike and Renee got the bug up their ass for cash, purchased our house outright.
We packed up most of the house that weekend after we closed and the moving
truck took most of it away. We only had a few scarce items in the house in
Sherryville. Those were packed up after the end of the school year and we were
now finally unpacking in Chicago.
Living out of boxes for nearly six months…not highly
recommended.
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