Gabriel sits in the drivers seat, one hand hanging languidly on the top of the steering wheel as he adjusts his posture once more. He just cannot stop the uncomfortable feeling that just keeps sitting heavily in his chest. It isn’t that uncomfortable blinding pain, it is just there, just a dull ache that just sits, just lingers.
Maggie rubs her chest and sighs in frustration as she stares out the windscreen.
“That Connor, does he ever get out of bed, is he addicted to kissing or touching or whatever he is doing from dawn to dusk”
Gabriel barely acknowledges her.
“What are you on about?”
“It is just like a lingering pain stemming from where the other comes from but it just lasts all day”
“I hardly think Connor is in bed all day”
“What else can explain it?”
Gabriel looks down at his
