Feelings

Feelings

Jon

We have a quick cup of pure, strong coffee with whatever Hazel has found in the fridge and then we leave the house. On the way to work, I ask Ahmet to drop Hazel off at home, but not before stopping at a gym called Bodyfit.

-See there? Sometimes, when work leaves me, I come and punch a few punching bags to de-stress. You can even put my picture up if you like. I won't get angry.

I smile, blinking my eyes several times.

- Ridiculous, Jonathan.

I ask him to pick up his cell phone. There are things Ahmet shouldn't hear, it's better to type. Hazel understands and opens her messaging app. I type.

My mom wants to come to town, I'd better be at my house right away, get everything ready for us to move this week.

She looks at me with wide eyes. I wonder what's going on in her head. Mothers are mothers. They suspect everything and even know everything, even if we don't know it yet. It's better that my mother doesn't know eve