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Excerpt from SNOW
He was waiting for her, as she pulled up. She pretended not to notice him sitting on the grass in front of her apartment, but she felt his gaze burning a hole through her soul.
She thought if she looked down, playing with the callous on the palm of her hand, he would get bored and look away, but when she raised her head, peeking up and over her lashes, she caught his intent stare.
His eyes were black…black as the night.
She knew he was mad, but she didn’t care, well maybe a little, but not really. What the hell did he have to be mad with her anyway. She was the one who should be mad.
After all, he was the one who had broken up with her. Maybe she had broken up with him, but he had deserved it. He was going down a path she didn’t approve, nor did she wish to partake.
“Did you think I would just go away?”
“Jack, I’m too tired to deal with this right now, besides your high.”
“Damn it January. You always say that, but I’m not. I quit using, just like you asked me to.”
“That’s bullshit, Jack and you know it! And the least you can do is to tell the truth, for once in your life.”
“Maybe, I just did a little.”
“Exactly! Like I said, goodnight Jack.” She ran up the stairs, quickly looking down at him. She didn’t want him to see her tears, but it was too late.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright June 29, 2016
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