Page 102 of Out of the Blue

From me forever. Forever. Forever.

She hid my most basic truth.

He starts to play a guitar interlude and I take my first deep breath since he banged on my door. This song is haunting. He’s baring his soul about what his mother did to him, although I’m sure no one else will understand.

Why is he doing this? What does it mean?

My neighbors have moved into the foyer next to me.

One of them, Joss, says, “He’s pretty good.” His wife nods in agreement.

My chin raises. Heisa great singer, but who cares? He was a shitty boyfriend. He left me like all the rest.

From outside, Trent continues:

Then you blew in and blew my mind

But it wasn’t your hair or your face or everything in between

Though they are burned into my body

It was your smarts, your brain, your gorgeous mind

Oh, it was your soul, the beautiful you

That breached my walls

No matter that she hid my most basic truth

Lied to me every single day

I started to believe again, all because of you

Her lies started to recede, I let you in

His voice breaks.

Oh, God.

The crowd surrounding me gasps.

Blood pounds inside my chest. My hand twists the knob. With a final pull the door clicks open and I drag it open wide.

Trent Washington stands on my stoop, playing his guitar. His dreadlocks move in time with the music. The beautiful, sweet, and loving music. Tearful amber eyes lock with mine as my hand stalls in front of my open mouth.

The hazel windows into his soul beg for forgiveness.

I remain unmoving.

He jumps into the next verse:

Then a big explosion turned me away

Brought me back to the way I was

Of course, history repeated itself again

It was time for distance—toget far away

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