The chill wrapped over Isaac's body and pressed into the bones as he entered the house. The room was dark, so he entered the kitchen and turned on the overhead light. He entered the living room and lit a solitary bulb at the end of the sofa.
His gaze was drawn to the record that was still on the floor. With all of the fresh recollections of yesterday afternoon, Cristian taunting him about the naked artwork, fighting over the album, and...
Isaac sat on the edge of the couch cushion and took up the album, which he placed on the coffee table. At that very time. Cristian had appeared to be so...free. He's completely at peace and letting himself be. And when things became personal, Isaac was overcome by the man's intensity and desire to finally let go. Turned his universe on its axis.
"Come
