*Jackson*
This, I realize, is love. It is that sense of rightness, yes. And it is the passion, too, and the lovely knowledge that I could happily wake up next to her for the rest of my life.
But it is more than all that. It is this feeling, this knowledge, this certainty that I would give my life for her. There is no question. No hesitation. If I drop my gun, Maceo will surely shoot me.
But Ines will live.
I lower myself into a crouch. “Don’t hurt her”. I say softly.
“Don’t let go !” Ines cries out. “He won’t . ..”.
“Shut up !” Her crazy husband snaps, and the barrel of his gun presses even harder against her.
“Not another word, Ines”. I warn. I still am not sure how the hell I am going to get out of this, but I know that the key is to keep this man as calm and as sane as po
