“He’s not a bad person,” I told Bismaad via SpaceTime. Wrapped in a maroon robe with Marley beside me, I sat settled on my apartment’s couch. In the background I had the TV tuned to a channel that solely played an image of a crackling fireplace, sounds and all.
The twenty-first century was hilarious, ridiculous, and amazing.
“That has to be why I’ve felt so oddly invested in Jay,” I continued. “He’s not just unpredictable; he’s different than the others. Jay may be cold at times, and push his family away, but he’s very much aware of, and cares about others. He proved that to me today.”
“That is certainly unusual,” Bismaad agreed, maintaining her accent. She was bundled up in a mint hoodie and preparing breakfast in her own apartment across the pond. “My bloke—who is back on caffeine by
