When Love Breaks by Jack

I couldn’t quite figure out if Bryant was despicable or just pitiful. “So, you’re

worried that the truth about his mother’s death might set him off again?”

“Yeah.” Gary nodded, “The psychiatrist suggested we take it slow and wait

until Mr. Bryant’s feeling a bit better.”

“Okay.” My response was flat, devoid of any emotion.

I’d rather not deal with the Ferguson family’s drama anymore if it weren’t for

Timothy’s dying wish. But then, getting home and thinking about Bryant’s

plight stirred a faint sense of pity in me. That quickly evaporated, however, the

moment I remembered how he yelled at me in the hospital room. That scant

pity vanished without a trace.

I suddenly found myself loathing my inability to be more decisive, hating that I

couldn’t plan things better.

While I was lying on the couch, zoning out in sheer boredom, Christine

suddenly popped by.

the door. “Why didn’t you just use your fingerprint to

walk in on something

kicked off her heels, and slipped into

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“Why the long

at its head today.”

laughing at myself. “It turned out that I

startled the snake instead.”

poet today.” Christine unscrewed the bottle, moving

“Too bad I’m lost. Can you spell it

today.” I sighed, “I had the

death and was ready

shipped off.”

dice.” I shared the whole story

bitch stays, and now, we’ve got an old one.” Christine

sipped her juice. “But Bryant not trusting you?

curious.

he ever

a rant

she was

to look at her and saw her eyes were all red.