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.”

said, “It’s just

about Gregory seemed complicated. He wasn’t someone to

too involved with.

my lips and decided to be upfront.

now?”

out in my favor. All would be for

Gregory spilled the beans.

and quickly changed the subject, “What’s

me?”

“In

“I’m a man of

a little

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

the hall, possibly suspecting I’d been eavesdropping on their less-thanpublic affairs

asked, “What do

yet.” He said, a smirk on his lips,

you

I agreed without a

might not even see each other again. Without

could hold whom accountable?

glancing at my

off guard, and I replied almost reflexively, “A

for me, sparing