Renie took a walk to the park under the night sky. Her heart ached differently as her mind reeled out images of her life before her eyes. Her daughter, her lost mate, then Malcolm. She finally agreed that she didn't know what she wanted for herself anymore. She was far gone in age and she didn't have a stable family of her own. Just then, a human family passed by her, clad in heavy jackets against the cold night air. She quickly looked away and took out the hip flask she had filled with some cognac. At the rate she was slurping the liquid, she would have to replace the bottle soon. She exhaled into the air, her long breath coming out in a white cloud.
She sat on the bench and took out her phone. She so badly wanted to invite Malcolm over and talk with him. Not business this time or sc
