“Nothing!” Logan felt his energy levels deplete and his shoulders slumped. “Forget it.” He slammed from the room and went to meet his tutor group, unnerving them with the dangerous air accompanying him.
Hana met her husband at the car and they travelled home in silence. She appeared even more morose and withdrawn after a day of separation. It was as though she had receded into an untouchable room in her head and Logan couldn’t gain admittance. “You know I didn’t mean what I said earlier?” he said, pulling her into his arms as she tried to remove her blouse in the bedroom. She shrugged out of his grasp.
“About what?” she asked. Her voice sounded tired and defeatist. “w*****g yourself? Do what you b****y like, Logan. You will anyway.”
He jumped back as though shot and felt the power shift
