~Jennie’s~

“You ever think of where you’d go… if you could disappear for a bit?”

Reo’s question catches me off guard, because I was the one meant to ask that. He’s the one who always vanishes. He’s the one who slips into shadows and reappears only when the storm is over.

I look at him, sitting beside me in the hotel lounge. Blue’s asleep in the stroller next to us. The lights are dim and warm. The clink of glasses and soft jazz fill the space. There’s something peaceful here, even though I don’t trust it yet.

I sip my tea. “Somewhere coastal. Somewhere with wind. Or maybe Morocco. I’ve...