Loïc“I hate the fact that I’m in this dark bar with endless things to look at, yet all I see is her.”
—Loïc Berkeley
“Enough, dude. The truck will still be there on Monday. Let’s go.” Cooper’s voice cuts into my thoughts.
I had a dream about Dwight last night. I haven’t thought about him for a while. But, like all my nightmares, they don’t stay hidden forever. When I least expect it, they throw their ugly heads into my life in a way I can’t ignore, and more often than not, it happens when I’m sleeping.
I slide out from under the Humvee that I’ve been working on. “Yeah, okay. I’ll finish later.” A change of scenery is welcome at this point.
“Good ’cause I promised Maggie we would go out with her tonight. She’s been looking forward to it all week.”
He casually snuck that in, but I know
