Romance

Sense Of Direction Lost In Love

by Brooke Chase

Andy Schmidt, my girlfriend Ruth Sullivan’s ex had zero sense of direction. The only route he knew was the one leading to her place.Whether I was burning up with a 104-degree fever or got interrupted mid-proposal, none of it mattered to Ruth as much as driving her lost ex home.When I put my foot down about moving into the new house my parents had bought me, she finally gave in.On moving day, I followed the GPS directions, only to circle the city three times over, not able to arrive at my destination.As dusk set in, the GPS routed me to a dead-end, where my car spun out of control and plunged into a ditch.Hands trembling, I called Ruth.Before I could say a word, she cut right in:“So, how does it feel to be lost?”My childhood friend Sean Fischer’s voice leaked through the speaker:“I’m the one who messed with your GPS navigation. Just wanted you to feel what Andy goes through every day.”Then my parents chimed in: “The new house is for Andy. We never intended for you to move in.”Listening to their voices, a core-deep chill engulfed me.What was the point of home, if no love was awaiting me in it?

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