Nobody was going to just hand it to

Nobody was going to just hand it to us and since when had I ever been the type of person who waited for something to come along anyway?
Fuck that. Fix it.
“Get your shit together, Ben.” My voice rang out in the quiet interior of my car, and after a brief glace to the clock to make sure I wasn’t calling too late, I reached for my phone, scrolling to the correct number before hitting dial. I pulled out of the parking spot and turned onto Michigan Avenue.
After about six rings, Max’s voice boomed from the car speakers. “Oi, Ben!”
I smiled, accelerating away from work and headed toward one of the most familiar places on earth to me. “Max, how are you?”
“Good, mate. Very bloody good. What’s this rumor I hear of you lot moving out to the big city?”
I nodded, answering, “We’ll be there in a little over a month. Getting set up at Fifth and Fiftieth.”
“Close by. Perfect. We’ll have to get together when you get to town . . .” He trailed off.
“Definitely, definitely.” I hesitated, knowing Max was probably wondering why I was calling him at eleven thirty at night on a Tuesday. “Look, Max, I have a bit of a favor to ask.”
“Let’s have it.”
“I’d like to take my girlfriend away for a bit, and—”
“Girlfriend?” His laughter filled my car.
I laughed, too. I was fairly certain I’d never introduced anyone to Max that way. “Chloe, yes. We both work for RMG and have been slammed lately with the Papadakis campaign. It’s rolling quite nicely now, and we maybe have some wiggle room before we move . . .” I hesitated, feeling the words bubble up inside me. “Would I be insane to hire someone to pack up our life here, find us a place in New York, and just . . . leave for a few weeks? Just get the hell out of town?”
“That doesn’t sound mental, Ben. It sounds like the best way to keep yourself sorted.”
“I think so, too. And I know it’s impulsive, but I was thinking of taking Chloe to France. I was wondering if you still had the house in Marseille, and if so, whether we could rent it for a few weeks.”
Max was laughing quietly. “Fuck yeah, it’s still mine. But forget renting it—just have at it. I’ll send you the directions straightaway. I’ll have Inès go by and clean up for you. The place has been empty since I was there over the winter holidays.” He paused. “When were you thinking of heading out?”
The vise that seemed to grip my chest loosened immeasurably as the plan began to solidify in my head. “This weekend?”
“Shit yeah, I’ll get on it. Send me your flight details when you have them. I’ll call her in the morning and make sure she’s there to give you the keys.”
“This is fantastic. Thank you, Max. I owe you.”
I could practically hear his sly grin when he said, “I’ll remember that.”


Feeling relaxed for the first time in ages, I turned up the music and let myself imagine getting on a plane with Chloe, nothing ahead of us but sunshine, long mornings spent naked in bed, and some of the best food and wine the world had ever conjured up.
But I had one more stop to make. I knew it was late to go to my parents’, but I had no choice. My mind was spinning with plans, and I couldn’t head to bed until every last detail had been sorted out.
On the twenty-minute drive to their house, I called and left a message for my travel agent. Then I left a message on my brother Henry’s work voice mail that I was leaving for three weeks. I didn’t even let myself imagine his reaction. We had a new office, we had everything at work sorted, and we could leave the business of packing up to someone else. I left a message for each of my senior managers letting them know the plan and what I expected each of them to handle in my absence. And then I rolled down all of the windows and let the cool night air whip around me, taking all of my stress with it.

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Tak seorang pun akan hanya tangan itu kepada kita dan sejak Kapan saya pernah menjadi tipe orang yang menunggu untuk sesuatu untuk datang pula?Persetan itu. Memperbaikinya."Dapatkan kotoran Anda bersama-sama, Ben." Suara saya berdering di pedalaman tenang mobil saya, dan setelah singkat glace jam untuk memastikan bahwa saya tidak menelepon terlambat, saya mencapai untuk ponsel saya, bergulir ke nomor yang benar sebelum memukul dial. Saya ditarik keluar dari tempat parkir dan menoleh ke Michigan Avenue.Setelah sekitar enam cincin, Max suara menggelegar dari speaker mobil. "Oi, Ben!"Aku tersenyum, mempercepat dari pekerjaan dan menuju salah satu tempat paling akrab di bumi untuk saya. "Max, bagaimana kabarmu?""Baik, mate. Sangat berdarah baik. Apa itu desas-desus ini aku mendengar dari Anda banyak pindah ke kota besar?"Aku mengangguk, menjawab, "kami akan ada sedikit lebih dari sebulan. Mendapatkan mengatur di kelima dan kelima puluh.""Dekat dengan. Sempurna. Kita harus mendapatkan bersama-sama ketika Anda mendapatkan ke kota... " Dia membuntuti."Pasti, pasti." Aku ragu-ragu, mengetahui Max adalah mungkin bertanya-tanya mengapa aku memanggilnya di sebelas tiga malam pada hari Selasa. "Melihat, Max, saya memiliki sedikit bantuan bertanya.""Mari kita memiliki.""Saya ingin mengambil pacar saya pergi untuk sedikit, dan —""Pacar?" Tawa diisi mobil saya.Aku tertawa, terlalu. Aku cukup yakin saya telah pernah memperkenalkan orang ke Max dengan cara itu. "Chloe, ya. Kami berdua bekerja untuk RMG dan telah membanting akhir-akhir ini dengan kampanye Papadakis. Bergulir cukup baik sekarang, dan kita mungkin memiliki beberapa ruang gerak sebelum kita bergerak... " Aku ragu-ragu, merasa gelembung kata dalam diriku. "Saya akan gila untuk mempekerjakan seseorang untuk berkemas kehidupan kita di sini, menemukan tempat di New York, dan hanya... meninggalkan selama beberapa minggu? Hanya mendapatkan neraka dari kota?""Itu tidak terdengar mental, Ben. Kedengarannya seperti cara terbaik untuk menjaga diri Anda disortir.""Saya berpikir begitu, terlalu. Dan aku tahu itu impulsif, tetapi saya berpikir untuk mengambil Chloe ke Perancis. Aku bertanya-tanya jika Anda masih memiliki rumah di Marseille, dan jika demikian, apakah kita bisa menyewa selama beberapa minggu."Max tertawa diam-diam. "Bercinta ya, hal ini masih saya. Tapi lupa menyewa — hanya memiliki itu. Saya akan mengirimkan Anda petunjuk langsung. Aku akan memiliki Inès berlalu dan membersihkan untuk Anda. Tempat telah kosong sejak aku berada di sana selama liburan musim dingin." Dia berhenti. "Kapan kau berpikir untuk menuju keluar?"Catok yang tampaknya pegangan dadaku melonggarkan tak terkira sebagai rencana mulai memantapkan di kepalaku. "Akhir pekan ini?""Ya omong kosong, saya akan mendapatkan di atasnya. Kirimi saya rincian penerbangan Anda ketika Anda memiliki mereka. Aku akan meneleponnya di pagi hari dan pastikan dia ada untuk memberikan kunci.""Ini fantastis. Terima kasih, Max. Aku berutang Anda."I could practically hear his sly grin when he said, “I’ll remember that.”Feeling relaxed for the first time in ages, I turned up the music and let myself imagine getting on a plane with Chloe, nothing ahead of us but sunshine, long mornings spent naked in bed, and some of the best food and wine the world had ever conjured up.But I had one more stop to make. I knew it was late to go to my parents’, but I had no choice. My mind was spinning with plans, and I couldn’t head to bed until every last detail had been sorted out.On the twenty-minute drive to their house, I called and left a message for my travel agent. Then I left a message on my brother Henry’s work voice mail that I was leaving for three weeks. I didn’t even let myself imagine his reaction. We had a new office, we had everything at work sorted, and we could leave the business of packing up to someone else. I left a message for each of my senior managers letting them know the plan and what I expected each of them to handle in my absence. And then I rolled down all of the windows and let the cool night air whip around me, taking all of my stress with it.