Leigh to move to the front seat.
“So we can talk,” is my reason.
It takes a few minutes before she
says, You may not believe it, but in
her own way, Kristina loves you.
The vine wraps itself around my
throat. Chokes. “Kristina doesn’t
love anyone, except ‘in her own
way.’ That isn’t good enough.
Love isn’t supposed to be …”
I hate revelations. “Selfish.”
A SUBJECT CHANGE
Seems in order. “So how’s …”
I don’t even know what to call him.
Leigh rescues me. Dad? Not good.
Linda Sue is beside herself. Scared.
“Of what?” Stupid question. I know
the answer before she says it.
Losing him. She really loves him.
I feel sorry for her, you know?
“But what about him? How do
you feel about him maybe dying?”
She’s already thought it through.
I hated him for so long. For the way
he left us. For the part he played in
Kristina’s drama. I don’t know, Hunter.
I guess what I feel is guilty because
I don’t have a need to mourn him.
Bam. “What about Kristina?
How does she feel about it?”