Torben
After Lenore leaves her father, Wyatt stands awkwardly in the middle of the room, looking everywhere but at me. “So, you want to watch TV with me?” I ask to break the tension.
“Sure,” Wyatt mumbles. He picks up the remote to the TV before sitting in the chair beside the bed. “What do you like to watch?” He turns it on and starts flipping through the channels.
“I don’t watch much Tv. I don’t even have one in my room,” I respond. “Put it on the stock market channel.”
Wyatt makes a face but complies and sets the remote down. He folds his arms and looks at the TV.
We are silent for a few minutes. I look at the Tv but gain little from what I see. I sometimes have it on in the background when I work in the office.
“You don’t have a TV in your room?” Wyatt huffs.
“No,” I respond.
