Bodhi returned home, thoughts of this past evening replaying in his mind. Esmy, breaking down a little of that wall she built around her mind and heart, and with the emotions and feeling slowly beginning to seep out. He could feel all of it, the pain, hurt, betrayal, the confusion, all swirling around her like an ominous storm cloud. He was in awe over how someone could function feeling that all the time. Under all of those, though he could feel love, contentment, comfort, and ever so slightly desire. At least he hoped that was her's and not his spilling over onto her. He was still in his car lost in thought when heard the tapping on the window. Breaking his concentration, he looked over to see his aunt. There was a twinkle in her eye, she always looked forward to when he came back.
