VBethan sat in front of the suitcase and stared at it for a while.
“Why did it have to be him?”
“Because the universe is an i***t?” Sal was particularly tickled by the turn of events. “What’s the harm in acknowledging that you had a great night and leave it at that?”
“Because plainly he was hoping it was going to be something more and I…ran away.”
“Bethan, my love, you’re a fabulous human being, but I don’t think his world came to an end because you didn’t call him.”
“I guess.” Bethan flipped open the suitcase and looked at the contents.
“Bethan, my lamb!” A familiar voice assailed her ears.
Bethan’s eyes opened wide as she recognized the slimy tone of Bastian.
“Sal,” he said in an overly chummy manner.
“Bastian.”
“Still here then?”
“Going to need a bomb to shift me.”
“Bit like
