CHAPTER SIX
Marni
I find myself looking for him at every intersection, behind every corner, in the bus, the taxi, the restaurants, the bars, the diner, everyplace I frequent. I can’t help my wild heart; it keeps up its longing even when I attempt to force my mind elsewhere. I try focusing on work. Carlton. My friends Julie and Diane—who know a lot about me, but not enough to counsel me on this new affair—if you can call it that. Nothing can censor Charlie Nash from my mind, even my good sense.
I’m sure he’ll arise out of nowhere to take me again, but then he doesn’t and I’m left frustrated and longing for more. I don’t know who he is, where to find him, or even if Charlie Nash is actually his name. He could be a phantom, only proving that my sanity has been violently breached by some un
