Chapter 14: Unfaithful
We shared the longest walk that morning and consumed the elegant day. Our travels led us towards the lake and sandy shore. Not once did we hold hands, even if I wanted to. I kept my palms inside my khaki shorts and forced myself not to look over at Just.
The day turned into eighty-four degrees with no chance of rain. Sunshine danced over our heads. Occasionally a light wind surfaced and blew across the lake and grazed our faces.
The lake was tranquil and stunning with waves of grey-blue niceness that looked almost sleepy and golden-orange. Bright sunlight reflected on its surface, glowing as if its flat surface was smiling.
A complexity of sorts had wedged between us, and a silence followed.
Eventually, he said, “We need to talk about what's bothering me.”
“You
