46Tek spent a restless night confused by the conversation with his wife and concerned with how his son was dealing with the family dysfunction. Jake had proudly showed him his neck tattoo that Tek refrained from commenting on. After breakfast he watched a ribbon of color beyond the tree line bloom into a subdued sunrise, donned a pair of blue basketball shorts and superhero tee-shirt, and put Bull on a leash to explore the early morning.
The sky grew brighter, bringing a promise of warmth as the chirp of birds was replaced by the whoosh of automobiles near the housing development’s entrance. Tek realized he was being drawn back to the railroad tracks. Maybe he needed to assure himself the woman was no longer there or needed a fresh look from a detached point of view. He found the same fen
