Aunty Riding

As soon as she retrieved her two pieces, she was frantically dialing her brother. ‘How is he?’ she asked before he could speak. ‘He’s holding ...n. Where are you?’ ‘I’m at the airport. I landed just a few minutes ago. I’ll grab a cab and I’ll be there as soon as I can.’ ‘Hang on, please,’ she said to herself, as a tear managed to escape rolling down her cheek. ‘He’ll wait for you, Laura,’ Jim said gently. ‘You know he will.’ Laura’s bottom lip trembled at the thought as she tried to remain. M., one of the guys emerged from his room and walked out to the pool. He immediately saw us and proceeded toward us. He began to scoot a lounge chair up beside us and, almost in a whisper, began saying, ‘I’m so sorry if things got carried away last night. I spoke to Stan and we’d like to keep this on the down low if possible. We’ve had time to think about it and it almost seemed like we were forcing ourselves on the situation, and that scared us a bit afterwards.’ I could see the relief melt. More

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