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 17 SS: The Day is not over yet.

Ch 17 SS: The Day is not over yet.

The day is not over yet. The thought hit Sally, as she closes the door to her room. She shakes her head slowly, and smiles. Her optimist grandmother always said this to her. Sally can hear her raspy voice. She drops her purse, scarf, coat and kicks off her ankle...
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 15 SS: He did what?

CH 15 SS: He did what?

Sally leaned in, her elbows on the table and chin resting in her hands. She didn’t know for how long he’d been sitting there, eyes closed, and with curiosity she watched the face just across the table. His lips protruded slightly, as if expecting a kiss or...
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...