"We're not having a friendly conservation here" I said sternly, the anger in my voice rising. I don't know what his aim is but it sure as hell wasn't working. There was nothing friendly going on here, we were just two strangers in a room. One who had a death wish and another who is consumed by anger and pain.
Put these two that in a room, and you might not like the result.
"I know," he said and then his eyes turned wistful. "I just thought I should lighten the mood a bit. After all, it has been nothing but intense staring for the past hour"
Just an hour? I thought it was a whole day already.
I cleared my throat. "You care for Hayden?" I asked, confused about why I needed to hear it from him. Just my curious mind wandering again. Maybe I just needed clarity too.
