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no   des ire  for  a  wife.   I  especial ly  don’t  want   chi ldren.   The  only  thi ng   I

                want   out  of  life   is  succes s.  Lots  of  it.  But  if  I  admit  tha t  out  loud  to
                any one,  it makes  me  sound  arro gant .”
                    “Profes siona l succes s? Or social status?”
                    He    says,   “Both.    Any one     can    ha ve   chi ldren.    Any one     can    get
                marri ed .  But  no t  ev er yone  can  be  a  neu rosurgeo n.   I  get   a  lot  of  pride
                out  of  tha t.  And   I  don’t  just  want   to  be  a  grea t  neu rosurgeon.   I  want

                to be  the  bes t in  my fiel d.”
                    “You’re  right . It does  make  you sound  arro gant .”
                    He  smiles .  “My  mother  fea rs  I’m  wasting   my  life  away  bec ause  all  I
                do is work.”
                    “You’re  a  neu rosurgeo n  and   your  mother          is  di sap pointed  in  you?”  I
                laugh.   “Good  lord,  tha t’s  ins ane.   Are     parent s  ev er   rea lly  ha ppy  with
                thei r chi ldren?  Wi ll they  ev er  be  good eno ugh?”

                    He   sha kes   hi s  hea d.  “My  chi ldren    wouldn’t  be.   Not  many   peo ple
                ha ve  the  drive  I  do,  so  I’d  only  be  set ting   them   up  for  failure.   Tha t’s
                why  I’ll nev er  ha ve  any.”
                    “I  actually  thi nk   tha t’s  res pec table,   R yle.   A  lot  of  peo ple  ref use  to
                admit they  might  be  too sel fis h  to ha ve  chi ldren. ”
                    He  sha kes   hi s  hea d.  “Oh,   I’m  way   too  sel fish  to  ha ve  chi ldren.   And

                I’m defini tel y way too sel fis h  to be  in  a rel ations hi p.”
                    “So ho w do you avoid it? You just don’t date?”
                    He  cuts  hi s  ey es   to  me,   and   there’ s  a  slight   grin  affix ed   to  hi s  face.
                “When     I ha ve  time,  there  are  girls who  satisfy tho se  need s. I don’t lack
                for  any thi ng   in  tha t  dep artment ,  if  tha t’s  wha t  you’re  asking .  But  love
                ha s   nev er   appealed    to   me.    It’s   always   been   more   of   a   burden   tha n
                any thi ng .”

                    I wish  I looked  at love  like  tha t. It would make  my life  a hel l of a lot
                ea sier.   “I   env y   you.   I   ha ve   thi s   idea    tha t   there’ s   a   per fec t   man   out
                there    for   me.    I   tend    to   bec ome   jaded    ea sily,   bec ause   no    one   ev er
                meet s  my  stand ards.  I  feel   like  I’m  on  an  infini te  sea rch  for  the  Holy
                Grail.”
                    “You sho uld try my met ho d,” he  says.

                    “Whi ch  is?”
                    “One- ni ght  stand s.” He  raises  an  ey eb row, like  it’s an  inv itation.
                    I’m  glad  it’s  dark,  bec ause  my  face  is  on  fire.   “I  could  nev er  sleep
                with   someo ne     if  I  didn’t  see   it  going   any where. ”   I  say  thi s  out  loud,
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