C18 A PRESSING ISSUE

Seconds pass, turning into long, dreadful moments that eventually feel like an eternity of pure lull. Julie and I are fighting the threat of mental breakdown as we stare at the daring girl before us. She is not breaking her stare for me. And I see in her eyes how much she is waiting for my answer.

Why this, God? I was doing well without the memories of those rotten souls. I had moved on