HER LAUGH BROKE THE SILENCE
HER LAUGH BROKE THE SILENCEHer laugh broke the silence. A silence, I’m assuming, was a long and uncomfortable fifteen seconds for her.
I used silence as a tool to get clients to open up and speak. Silence made people nervous. They searched for something to say regardless of how stupid it sounded.
In this case, Sasha said nothing. Instead, a weird laugh shattered the barrier that lay between us.
Caught off guard, I asked, “What’s so funny?”
“I remembered something amusing.”
I’ve listened to her stories for three years, intent on helping her with her issues. She still doesn’t get it. Sasha was gorgeous to look at. Many times, I got lost in her brown eyes.
I’d never act on it. The woman was so boring, there was nothing else to do but fantasize about screwing
