Yeppers…Alan is/has crossing/crossed over the great divide…..
Holding his fork up like a band director’s wand, he leaned toward me and said in a low voice, “I’m not even sure I can stay in the country if the university is closed.”
“Damn,” I said, speaking softly to match his volume.
He looked deeply at me as if I had just appeared out of thin air. “I’m having a great time with you, Cal. I’m not ready for our training sessions to be over, just like that!”
He snapped his fingers.
Could not have said it any better…..
Norman needs to watch his lest Morrie gets involved….or our well to do friend from the other story with his security team…
Loved this chapter. The following was simply well written…
Marcus felt the impact of change as well, but for him life felt more hopeful, brighter, as if he had weathered the worst of the storm already. The sun was breaking through the clouds, and despite the carnage, he was encouraged by the sudden rainbow arching over his broken past. He reached across the table, gently pulling the ceramic mug from Joshua’s tight grip. He set it aside, taking the now empty hand into his.
Let's hope the iceberg called mom, will not be driving the car any time soon, there just may be a car called Titanic out there...
What a cold fish she has turned out to be, therapy might help....
Killian, very quickly you are earning full marks in assuming dolt-hood. I mean WTF, you have the book/journal from under the bed, it could possibly answer oodles of questions...and what do you do...put it back without reading it...I suspect you might be taking stupid pills in the morning...
Dear old sperm donor, here's hoping you get your just comeuppance...it will be very interesting to see how the attempt to sweep any hint of assault under the rug...it is a matter of public record now...go to the press and TV stations, even if it has to be out of town news outlets...