Anna stepped forward, slipping her arms around him. She nuzzled his chest and gave him a squeeze. “It"s gonna be okay,” she promised. “We"ll talk about it later, when I"m free, okay?”
“Okay.”
Stars were twinkling in the dark night sky, but with the ambient glow of city lights, they were little more than faint pinpricks in the blackness. His apartment building loomed like a shadow; a few windows were still lit but not many.
Jack sat on a swing in the small playground behind the building, his knees together, his hands gripping the chains. The pain in his chest was hard to ignore. This, he realized, was his first real break-up. It felt as if a piece of him had been ripped away, and worst of all, he couldn"t even decide if he wanted it back.
His eyes spotted a woman coming down the grassy
