Urso
I stood there, facing the spot, the radio hanging from my pocket and a lit joint between my fingers, looking at the view from the top of my place with a face that said I didn't want to talk. The hill had its usual noise, the lookouts making their rounds, motorcycles going up and down, distant shouts, overlapping conversations, but I could only hear the noise inside my head. Everything was spinning inside me: thoughts, doubts, anger. The bitter taste of disappointment in my throat. Nicole had affected me in a way no one ever had. And I never thought it would hit me like this.
It's crazy to get involved with someone. I wanted to have her, of course I did. From the first day, from the first look. But I didn't think it would be like this. I didn't think I'd find myself all turned ins
