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Chapter 9
Chapter 9I turned from the front door and told Rachel I’d be home no later than 10pm. She was moving about in the kitchen and stepped into the doorway and nodded. “Ok,” she said. “Have fun.” That’s what I decided I wanted: fun and happiness for once, and to Hell with the risks. Within fifteen minutes, I was driving into the parking lot of Gayle’s condominium complex. It was nice, but large and anonymous. Rachel and I lived in an older part of town with big houses and large trees lining the streets. There was plenty of room to move around and spread out, as opposed to here, where everything and everyone was compacted into small modular habitats. There was very little in the way of personal outward trappings, expressing that unique individuals lived inside. Looking for a place to park, I
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