didn’t rape you or kill you.” I
couldn’t help but think about Leya not being so lucky.
No, but he has my ID with my address. I basically
live alone here. I mean Grandpa is always passed out. Lance, I’m really scared.
I don’t know what I should do.”
“ Trudy.
I think you should go to the police. You need to report it.”
I was thinking maybe she’d report the other too. I
felt mature. It was a weird feeling.I just stared at her and felt like
I could do something for her. She was scared. Trudy Markus was actually afraid.
And she was crying. It was a Sir Lancelot moment. I’ve only had a few of these
in my life time. I put my arm around her to comfort her and then she really let
it out. Her whole body was shaking. I’m not really good with these matters, so
I just kept patting her back the way I remember Dorrie did for me when I was
small. She just kept crying like a baby saying I’m so scared. I’m so scared. I told her it would be okay and I would go with her to the police. Her back
was heaving and she felt so hot, so human. Then I thought about Manny. I asked
her if he would come around to stay with her for a bit. That’s when she
admitted he was back in prison for drugs for at least ten years. I was
euphoric.
I felt free, finally. I felt like I could do the
right thing now and not feel like a criminal. I knew that Trudy would confess
about Neal now that she was so vulnerable. It’s the way things work. I refilled
our cups. I told her to drink some more so that she would feel better. She
wiped her eyes. There were black smudges all over her face. I started laughing
this time. I couldn’t help it. She looked like a raccoon. Then when I told her
she ran inside. A few minutes later, she came out of the house hunched over,
laughing so hard she said she pee’d her pants. We finished our wine; we were
quiet, but it wasn’t awkward. Then I don’t even know how it happened but she
said she wanted to kiss me.
We
kissed and it was a long and sensual. Our mouths were pressed so hard. It felt
like I was inside another person I can’t describe it. I tasted her cherry
cigarettes and wine and saliva. It didn’t taste as good as you Leya. But still
my heart raced so hard I thought it would come out of my chest. I thought for
sure I would have a heart attack. This time I wanted Trudy. I wanted her more
than the wine. Not to be gross, but I wanted crush my body into hers so that we
were like one whole piece. I felt like I might burst. I think you were with me,
Leya. I felt you. And right when we were both so heavy into it, she stopped
kissing me. And said she had to go inside. “ I really like you, Lance
Price. I really do.” she said to me. I was breathless, still gasping for air. I
sat there for a few minutes, waiting. Then, when she didn’t return, I went
home.
I
took a shower and then just at on the edge of my bed. I didn’t look for you, Leya.
I don’t know why. I took a few Benadryl, hoping to pass out. I did.
Lance
COMMENTS
2cents man
sorry to hear
Susanne I’m glad she stopped. Sounds like she respects you, Lance and that maybe she’s
turning over a new leaf…scary about that rapist! I wonder if he is a suspect in
Leya’s murder.
Heather I’m glad too : )
THE
FACADE
Ben said they caught the rapist last night. He
wasn’t Leya’s murderer. Women joggers gathered at the same route and time and
jogged this morning in support of the victim and to celebrate his capture. Ben
said the woman was attacked right in someone’s yard. He jumped out of the bushes
and grabbed her from behind. She never expected it. Was it Neal? Did he trick Leya?
Did she suspect anything? I know this much, that once she knew, she was killed
because maybe she fought to get away. But he was too strong and the more she
struggled, I bet, the tighter he pressed his weight on her. He choked her to
death. Leya died of asphyxiation. She would never wear her cool hippie costume.
She missed the dance, and she’d never dance
couldn’t help but think about Leya not being so lucky.
No, but he has my ID with my address. I basically
live alone here. I mean Grandpa is always passed out. Lance, I’m really scared.
I don’t know what I should do.”
“ Trudy.
I think you should go to the police. You need to report it.”
I was thinking maybe she’d report the other too. I
felt mature. It was a weird feeling.I just stared at her and felt like
I could do something for her. She was scared. Trudy Markus was actually afraid.
And she was crying. It was a Sir Lancelot moment. I’ve only had a few of these
in my life time. I put my arm around her to comfort her and then she really let
it out. Her whole body was shaking. I’m not really good with these matters, so
I just kept patting her back the way I remember Dorrie did for me when I was
small. She just kept crying like a baby saying I’m so scared. I’m so scared. I told her it would be okay and I would go with her to the police. Her back
was heaving and she felt so hot, so human. Then I thought about Manny. I asked
her if he would come around to stay with her for a bit. That’s when she
admitted he was back in prison for drugs for at least ten years. I was
euphoric.
I felt free, finally. I felt like I could do the
right thing now and not feel like a criminal. I knew that Trudy would confess
about Neal now that she was so vulnerable. It’s the way things work. I refilled
our cups. I told her to drink some more so that she would feel better. She
wiped her eyes. There were black smudges all over her face. I started laughing
this time. I couldn’t help it. She looked like a raccoon. Then when I told her
she ran inside. A few minutes later, she came out of the house hunched over,
laughing so hard she said she pee’d her pants. We finished our wine; we were
quiet, but it wasn’t awkward. Then I don’t even know how it happened but she
said she wanted to kiss me.
We
kissed and it was a long and sensual. Our mouths were pressed so hard. It felt
like I was inside another person I can’t describe it. I tasted her cherry
cigarettes and wine and saliva. It didn’t taste as good as you Leya. But still
my heart raced so hard I thought it would come out of my chest. I thought for
sure I would have a heart attack. This time I wanted Trudy. I wanted her more
than the wine. Not to be gross, but I wanted crush my body into hers so that we
were like one whole piece. I felt like I might burst. I think you were with me,
Leya. I felt you. And right when we were both so heavy into it, she stopped
kissing me. And said she had to go inside. “ I really like you, Lance
Price. I really do.” she said to me. I was breathless, still gasping for air. I
sat there for a few minutes, waiting. Then, when she didn’t return, I went
home.
I
took a shower and then just at on the edge of my bed. I didn’t look for you, Leya.
I don’t know why. I took a few Benadryl, hoping to pass out. I did.
Lance
COMMENTS
2cents man
sorry to hear
Susanne I’m glad she stopped. Sounds like she respects you, Lance and that maybe she’s
turning over a new leaf…scary about that rapist! I wonder if he is a suspect in
Leya’s murder.
Heather I’m glad too : )
THE
FACADE
Ben said they caught the rapist last night. He
wasn’t Leya’s murderer. Women joggers gathered at the same route and time and
jogged this morning in support of the victim and to celebrate his capture. Ben
said the woman was attacked right in someone’s yard. He jumped out of the bushes
and grabbed her from behind. She never expected it. Was it Neal? Did he trick Leya?
Did she suspect anything? I know this much, that once she knew, she was killed
because maybe she fought to get away. But he was too strong and the more she
struggled, I bet, the tighter he pressed his weight on her. He choked her to
death. Leya died of asphyxiation. She would never wear her cool hippie costume.
She missed the dance, and she’d never dance
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