Before her inner eye she visualized this little rift that had been created Saturday on the lake and had since grown into this big gap that kept growing wider and deeper with every hour that passed, and that would probably soon be impossible to bridge. Exhaling tensely, she threw back the covers and
“…deal with me in addition.” “I didn’t say that…” “Okay. But that’s what it comes down to?” She was struggling to keep her voice steady when nothing about her felt steady anymore. “Why don’t you just concentrate on Liz then? I really don’t need you to–“ “Danny, stop it!” He cut her off. “Please.
On Wednesday Joe walked the fifteen minutes to the restaurant where he was supposed to meet Steve. It was a foggy day, but the air felt good. He arrived at the restaurant a few minutes early, but Steve was already there. “I’m surprised you’re already here?” Joe said as he sat down. “On the radio t
On his way home, Joe had just turned the corner into Sarah’s street and was pulling out his key for the front door when something seemed off. He squinted. Where was his car?!?! He had parked it right here last night. It was one of these I-think-I-must-be-dreaming moments where you hope that, if
She watched him come closer, her expression expectant. Or triumphant? He pulled the door on the passenger side open. She leaned her head back, her blond hair falling over her shoulder and gave him a victorious smile. “That was quick!” Resisting the overwhelming urge to scream at her or punch her
His jaws clenched he resisted the urge to do something now that, had Snow White done it to her stepmother, would have surely prompted the mirror to wonder ‘What happened to your nose?’ at their next encounter. “Yeah, sorry about that!” he mocked instead. “I don’t deny that that kind of stuff may ha
Joe warily shook his head. “I have no idea. And honestly, I can’t say I even care.” “Well, we can’t just leave her here,” Jack pointed out. “Who knows what she’ll do next.” “Again, I don’t really care,” Joe growled stubbornly. “I can call the police, or I can call Rick’s Dad and have her committed
Joe motioned for Jack and Liz to sit at the kitchen table, then went over to the cabinet that held the glasses. “Anything to drink?” he asked. “Anything non-alcoholic, I mean?” He shot a dark side-glance at Liz. “Man, aren’t you sharp,” she hissed.. “I’ll have water,” Jack said with an encouragin