Torn between worlds
c from the nearby highway blended with the distant chirp of crickets, filling the air with a strange sort of calm. But neither of us
, Jake
his jacket pockets. "You gonna prete
ng to play dumb. "What
girl? The call? That freakin' SUV? You're te
e sidewalk, watching it skitter across the asphalt. "I don't know, m
straight-up movie-level drama. Did you see the look on her fac
eah, I noticed. But it's not like we can
same. He turned to face me, his expression
t w
he said, lowering his voice as
. "What p
working on her car. Her dad called. I wasn't tryin
r?" I asked, cr
ep breath and said, "Her dad was laying into her about not being married. Told her she's not ge
tunned. "You
told her if he dies before she ties the knot, she
," I said, tryin
it," Jake replied. "No w
one, the way her shoulders sagged, the way she muttered
ued. "Who do you think he was? He didn't l
uit was burned into my mind. "Could be anyone. A
Pete. The guy practically screamed trouble. Did you see
Something was unsettling about the whole intera
alking, throwing out theories like
id. "You know, like her dad cut her off a
a few minutes later. "Like, what if that guy was
what if she's secretly royalty, and she'
u've been watching to
id with a shrug. "Life's str
to see if the bus was coming. "Look, whatever her deal is, it's not our probl
the words, I knew I
the faint scent of her perfume still hanging in the air. And no matter how h
ard. Jake found a seat near the back, but I stayed standing,oscope of colors across the darkened streets. My mind wandered bac
s had spoken volumes-fear, frustr
nd neatly tied-up endings. This was real life, messy and unpredictable. And I
casting a silver glow over the quiet neighborhood. Jake and
Jake turned to me. "You thin
e answering. "I d
ed. "If we do, call d
eyes. "Goodn
ight,
't answer. As I unlocked the door and stepped inside, I told myself I was overthinking
p at the ceiling, I couldn't shake the fe
outside a darkened mansion. The man in the su
eiver. "I've found her. It'
and with it, any lin
foreboding, as the pieces of an uns