But one thing at a time.
There’s still a reluctance that Mica has about giving into me. A yardarm of resistance that keeps me from getting too close to her. To staking my claim with her. I have to find a way to break down those barriers she’s erected and prove to her I’m the man for her. I can’t just storm the castle and pillage her heart. It’s going to be slow and easy, something I’m not accustomed to.
Just as I’m about to take her hand to show her how she makes me feel and how much I want to be with her, we hear screaming.
Little kid screams.
Coming from the lake shore.
Where Alvi no longer appears to be.
“Oh, Jesus God…”