Chapter Forty Three
The black clouds grew darker during the morning and the rain intensified and as promised, Mal had sniffled away as Emma had finally found her true love; one that was under her nose all along.
They had changed positions during the movie and while Mal sniffled away, his head now was pressed in her arms, resting against her breasts, which awed her. As she petted his shaved head, she wondered how such a strong man could allow his emotions to be so evident and raw, thus exposing himself to her, which of course made her love him more.
The movie had moved her and though Emma had not with-drawn a 22 automatic with a silencer pinched to its black barrel and had shot a man point blank to death as she had done so long ago, she felt the comparison to her, though in an oblique wa
