17
FORD
I hadn’t heard from Indi. It’d almost been two days. Two days of radio silence. Of life like before she’d busted into the greenhouse. I’d spent years without her, and then with one pinging sensor on the security system, she’d re-entered my life.
It’d taken me two weeks or so to f**k it up this time.
I’d excluded her when I’d known I shouldn’t. I’d done it to protect her, but how safe was she when she wasn’t in my arms at night?
After another sleepless night, I climbed from the bed as the sky turned a hint of pink. I threw on my running shoes and headed for the hills, pounding out my frustration and anger over miles of wilderness. I stuck to the edge of Ledger land and the dirt roads around it. I clocked maybe ten miles before turning up the drive, walking the familiar dirt lan
