"You should be sleeping, Julie. Why are you out here?"
I looked at the man who had been in my mind the whole day. He was wearing his usual black clothes minus the coat. Duncan had this commanding way about him when he walks.
I rolled my eyes and ignored his words. I was too tired to argue with him. My day was full of complaints and lost orders. There were other mundane things that would have been solved by simple logic but no.
People now a day were so stupid. Logic it seemed was rare to find.
The lone tree near the coach house had a swing that the kids had asked me to install. It looked like those fancy swings you have seen in romantic movies. Nicole asked for it and Claude was the one to pick the color.
"I need to relax. I am having a hard time relaxing inside the house these past few days," I replied to Duncan.
"Is it because of me?" he asked as he sat beside me and gave the swing enough push to make it move.
