“I couldn’t believe he had ambushed me. And why did a part of me feel elated, happy, relieved almost that he had? Of course, when I spotted him at the Essence I did my best to keep my poker face in place – even though I knew Michael would be able to read through me just fine. All I could hope for was that he gave me at least enough time to think about what to say to him… and how.”
Categories: Long Stories