Ch 18 RY: Maybe this wasn’t the best idea ever.

Ch 18 RY: Maybe this wasn’t the best idea ever.

Rick closed the door to his room and before it latched to the lock, his foot instinctively went in between the door jam and the door and it didn’t close. “Let it go,” he said to himself, but surprisingly out loud. His mind had a quick discussion with...
Ch 16 RY: Are there special earplugs for awkward silences?

Ch 16 RY: Are there special earplugs for awkward silences?

They walked together in silence. It got to the point where the silence was no longer quaint and comfortable but awkward. Rick kept having the feeling that this particular moment was a pivotal moment. He knew, from experience, that this probably meant that things...
Ch 14 RY: I can feel Paris now.

Ch 14 RY: I can feel Paris now.

Herve glided away from the table as if there were tiny wheels under his shoes. It wasn’t clear if he was even touching the ground. Rick watched, no, stared into the space as all of the air behind Herve was swallowed up behind him like a black hole and when he...
Ch 12 RY: Can’t we just get along?

Ch 12 RY: Can’t we just get along?

“Do you think two very different people can work together?” Rick asked. “Do you mean us? The two of us?” Sally asked. “You want to talk about structure and take notes and work with pen and paper and sit here forever and map it all...