Chapter 40
I followed them for the whole loop—into the park and back. They stopped there and talked for a while with long faces. Like maybe they were even talking about how she was upset, unhappy. How she wanted to change things, finally.
Because that’s the thing: I know there are problems. I know all about it. And I understand. I know her in a way no one else can. Some people are just connected that way. They don’t even need to talk about it.
Later, I followed him sneaking out to see her. Together like it’s nothing. It’s not right. Not at all. For her. For me. It’s cruelty all around. And to what end? Why not just come clean and let everyone finally be happy?
And so that’s what I’ve decided. To make sure everyone tells the truth. I owe it to her. I owe it to myself. She feels the same way. I know it. The way I know my own thoughts.
Things for me aren’t great right now. But what’s that saying: Things are always darkest before the dawn.
And she’s the key to turning on the lights.