AN UNFAIR SIDE OF LOVE
dn't feel real. It was like time wasn't ticking, and the
heartbeat. There was this uneasy tension in the air, like
usied himself in work. He woke up before dawn, His hands were al
mething going wrong. He was scared that maybe, she'd ge
any), and panicking over what the hell to wear. Her best outfit was a sundress with tiny blue flowers and a faded hem. It had been cute at prom two years ago, but now
came Mr
h a garment bag over her arm like it was no big deal. Sharon was seated on the kitchen's chair trying
le said, "Heard you've g
ss the table and unzipped it
as navy blue, knee-length, simple and elegant at the same time, Just enough shape to praise, not en
little softer now, "Long time ago and I've worn it twice. Seems stupid
ron to say thank you. S
while changing, carefully tugging the zipper. When she turned around to l
nails still had dirt under them from feeding the chickens earlier, but for the first tim
ke hay and motor oil, his hands stained with mud. He saw her s
swallow you whole, Sharon," she said, picking up h
oward Ken, who ha
of the dress like she was afraid to stain it. "Tha
er woman replied, alrea
re alone. "You look... differe
hy and proud. "I
got him m
h all was well. The whole place remained quiet, The sky was too big an
red?" Ken as
ting there and realizing that it's not a place
said, Then he added,
resting her head against h
on this journey toge
meone has to stay behind a
some bundle of cash. It wasn't clean, new money. It w
ed. "Ken, wh
the tr
ed, Closed, Sh
u w
eed it, cheaper that way. This is for your ticket, for fo
rified. "Ken, no! That's every
round the money. "I need
n't allow her. "I'll pay you back,
oice cracked. "I want you to go out the
, Holding each other, Letting the
outside the hardware store. Ken's old pickup rattled to a stop, and they sat there
s was folded carefully inside, w
sing her and her dad had hugged her so hard that her ribs ached
just her and Ken,
out bus p
etly said, trying to
an he had ever done. "I
kissed him hard, then soft.
the bus. She found a seat in the third row and lo
wa
sed hi
s pull
t believe that
-
ter the bus had gone of
one, The girl was gone, The sky was grey, a
fire, Nothing felt real anym
ang, he jum
wasn'
le Peter
und, headed east on I-80, Near Platte River, Bad weather hit. We d
world
he phone. Ju
d outside, hit
see was the b
oodby
from th
hen n
t w
sil
t g