Lucien
THE PENSIVE SILENCE abhorred the loudness of the professional engines. Andy was here with me, Peter kept glimpsing at me like I was a pariah; just returned back as an outcast. He tilted his head with narrowed eyes, the need to know what happened with me in New Jersey littered his face.
Andy and Peter thought alike, they were pestering me about why I came back a completely different person. How stupid was I to actually act out of character for her?
The little hope in me derided me into thinking I could do this. It was practice day, much to Andy's idea for a beauty sleep for tomorrow's most adrenaline pumping night. My phone rang, Savannah's name showed, and Andy growled at it when I was on my shiny toy.
"What the f**k is wrong with her?" Andy impatiently groaned, "this is the ten
