When Love Breaks by Jack

The playful tone in his voice was obvious.

Under the flickering shadows, Gregory leaned casually against a tree, his

cropped hair tousled across his forehead, the corners of his eyes curved

upwards, embodying a spirit of wild and carefree abandon.

It seemed lost on him how inappropriate it was to say such a thing to

someone he had met moments ago.

In the biting chill of the evening, I wondered what brought him out into the

yard.

I pocketed my phone, slightly on guard. “What brings you out here?”

“Don’t worry. I wasn’t following you.” Gregory spoke with a lazy drawl, “It was

too stuffy inside. I needed some fresh air. Little did I know RiverCity folks

were so open.”

“It’s just

seemed complicated.

too involved with.

pursed my lips and decided to be upfront. “Could you

now?”

situation to work out in my favor. All would be for naught

Gregory spilled the beans.

quickly changed the subject, “What’s in

me?”

frowned. “In it

man of interests. Never do

little something in

I lingered, the more likely it was for Margaret to notice my

possibly suspecting I’d been eavesdropping on their less-thanpublic

to leave, I asked, “What do you

a smirk on his lips, “How about you owe

I’ll let you

I agreed without

even see each

could hold whom accountable?

up, glancing at my thin

question caught me off guard, and I replied

for me, sparing me the need to wait before