Fasade of the heart

ngle of pleasure through Janice, but she keeps her face expressionless. Then he took off his glasses and Janice stared at him at the yellow-brown of his eyes as he looked

y combs with his long fingers through his blonde crest and Janice gets the feeling that he is not really interested, but feels compelled to ask: "How are dear Lynette?" "Good." She looked away across the twilight field. Somewhere she hears the sad wailing of a hyena. The sound awakens an old melancholy in her. She forced the words through her throat: "With her and Jamie." "H'm." The futility of the answer makes the uprising boil over in Janice anew. How can he be so numb? Does it really mean nothing to him that he has a child somewhere? This thought pushed her to death with meaning, for she could never believe that Jeremy could be so numb. Despite everything that happened at the time. However, she bites back a reproach, because Brett is watching them with open curiosity. Her voice was short as she chased them again: "We have to drive. It's getting cold and I still have a lot of preparation work to do before tomorrow. " "The boss spoke." Brett turns around, clearly disappointed that the juicy conversation is not being presided over. It looks like Jeremy wants to say something, but then he turns around with a slight frown and follows Brett to the helicopter. While the men anchor the rotor blades with tires, Janice climbs into the Landrover. At least it offers more protection against the icy evening air. Thoughtfully she sat and watched the men complete the routine task