Fallout (Crank 3)

it

to. I look at her

mom, rigid as iron,

suspicion written

all

over her face. And

why not? Her husband

has blatantly

come out

about falling for

someone else. Wh

y

would she want him

back, anyway?

In the

final analysis, their

marriage will forever

be stained. In the long

run, stay or go, it’s a

wash.

IN MY ARMS

Nikki sways, relaxes

just the slightest bit.

I take the opportunity

to repeat, “I love you.”

Love you, too. Her whisper

is shaky, like aspen leaves

in a bold autumn breeze.

They’re waiting for me.

“I know. But I’ll see you later,