10
David
We touched down at JFK International Airport early Friday afternoon. When I’d invited Sutton to come to New York with me, I’d been in the throes of passion. Or maybe I’d hit my head too hard. Because, now that I was here, I was not at all as confident as I’d felt when I had her back against that refrigerator.
It had been years since I was in my hometown, and I was not the man I’d been when I left. The day I’d turned my back on this place was the day that everything changed. For the better. I’d forgotten how suffocating this life was, and it took only two minutes after walking out into the smoggy summer air to remember.
Our chauffeur appeared then in a slick black Mercedes. He opened the back door for us and stowed our luggage, and then we were off.
Sutton yawned. “I’m going t
