Melody
I am so confused right now. What kind of sick game is this? Did he just say what I think he said? No way. I must be hallucinating. Did they put something in my drink?
First, I overheard his conversation with ma this morning, and now this. All I could do was stare dumbfounded at him. My mind and heart were racing at an alarming speed were imagined a heart attack or a stroke taking me out. Is it wrong to say that I was hoping either one of them did?
He can’t be serious. There’s no way he was serious. The look on his face told me otherwise. I’ve known him long enough to know that look. That look of determination and that his mind was made up. But there was an underlying look that he was desperately trying to hide. The look that told me he was up to something.
That look was the do
