Elvis
Almost midnight, and she wasn't back.
I checked the window again. I am torn between my ego and dialling her number to check if she is okay.
I put my phone down. Picked it back up. Set it down again on the nightstand and looked at it sitting there.
The door opened. Tessy walked in carrying a wine bottle and two glasses, with full glam makeup at this hour. She had shown up at the front door this afternoon, claiming she wanted to surprise me, and she honestly did. For the very first time in a long while, her timing was wrong. I want to have my space and fight the tiny bubbles in my stomach and chest alone. Hazel’s thoughts passing through my mind were already a handful.
"Your door was open." She set the glasses down on the side table and filled my glass without asking, "Can't sle
