Flawed
“It feels like civilization, and I can hardly believe it was only yesterday morning that I, too, was walking around freely. People having breakfast meetings before work, lots of dark suits with heads close together, tablets out on every table. Free people who come and go when they want. And Art. Somewhere in this room is Art. My stomach flutters.
“He’s over there.” Tina points and backs away. “I’ll come back in half an hour so you can get ready for your big moment.”
I swallow hard at the thought... of it.
I go in the direction Tina pointed me to, searching for Art, for his white-blond hair, for his turquoise-blue eyes, but I can’t find him anywhere. I’m aware of all the eyes on me as I weave my way between the tables. When I get to the end of the room, I look around, confused, then I start walking back again.
I feel a hand, a rough grip, around my wrist.
“Ow,” I say, pulling away. An old, wrinkled hand with protruding veins grips my arm. “Granddad!”
“Sit down,” he says harshly, but his face is soft.MoreLess
“He’s over there.” Tina points and backs away. “I’ll come back in half an hour so you can get ready for your big moment.”
I swallow hard at the thought... of it.
I go in the direction Tina pointed me to, searching for Art, for his white-blond hair, for his turquoise-blue eyes, but I can’t find him anywhere. I’m aware of all the eyes on me as I weave my way between the tables. When I get to the end of the room, I look around, confused, then I start walking back again.
I feel a hand, a rough grip, around my wrist.
“Ow,” I say, pulling away. An old, wrinkled hand with protruding veins grips my arm. “Granddad!”
“Sit down,” he says harshly, but his face is soft.MoreLess
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