Page 16 of A Thousand Broken Pieces

Cold and wet, spooky and Gothic. It’s beautiful.

IDA:

And what are the others on the trip like?

ME:

Lovely. Hurt. Some quiet and reserved. Others not so much.

IDA:

And what about the tall, dark hottie with the tattoos?

Her question gave me permission to reflect on Cael. I’d heard him outside at the lake. Screaming as he threw things into the water. And then I’d heard his silence. When his fury must have ebbed and another emotion took over. It made me sad.

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