she
had been going through. Quickly, she grabbed a pencil and started to chew on
the end. Harrison wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"That's nasty, Marty."
But she wasn't caring. She was giving
herself time to think of something. "Uh, I don't know, Harrison. Perhaps
her boyfriend picked her up?"
"And she didn't tell you? Just
disappeared suddenly?"
"I'm a very busy person! And I don't
require, unlike you, that she tell me everything that she's doing. If you're so
interested...find out yourself."
He squinted at her, as if trying to read
her mind. "I know there's something you're not telling me. Something you
know."
"The truth? I know a hell of a lot. I
just don't go around broadcasting it, especially if I'm told not to."
"So what you're saying," Harrison
said, his eyes glaring angry once again. "Is that Molly is asking you to
keep secrets from me now is that it?"
Marty crunched on the pencil a bit more.
"I think you two really need to talk to each other and not have me be your
middle man."
"Well ya know, I think I would do just
that if I could find the damn woman!" He shouted as he lost control of
his temper, slamming her door and stalking down the hallway.
_______________________________________________________________________
Harrison returned to his office, only to
see a stack of books on there that he had forgotten about.
Candice had to leave early today for some
excuse or another, but she had library books that were late and asked him if he
could drop them off.
Not exactly what he wanted to be doing at
the moment, but there was little to be done about that right now. After all,
Molly did live in the same apartment building as he they were bound to bump
in to each other at some point soon.
Grabbing the stack of books, he hurried to
the library, anxious to get out of here.
"These are from Candice
Greybill." He said, placing the books on the checkout counter. He turned
to walk out when he turned back around, doing a double take at the woman behind
the desk.
"Oh no. No." He said, shaking his
head. "This is not who you're cheating me with! If you're going to cheat
on me...God, at least make it human!"
She looked up at him in misery.
"Please, don't make anything of this."
"Well what the hell are you doing here?
What, I don't pay you enough?"
She shook her head. "No, actually.
Teaching isn't enough."
"It never looked like you were hurting
before. You have an apartment, a car..." He stopped.
"Yeah? An apartment that's the size of
most people's master bedrooms. A car that's eight years old. And no, I don't go
anywhere. Do you know why? I can't afford it. My idea of spring break and
summer break is basically...well, it's Marty and I staying at my place and
watching movie marathons. I'm twenty-nine years old, Harrison!"
"So am I!"
"But you have a girlfriend that you
can afford to take out."
"So? You have a boyfriend that takes
you out!"
She shook her head, laying her face in the
darkness of her hands.
"You just don't get it, alright? I
don't even understand why you care. Just let me have the damn job it has
nothing to do with you!"
Harrison felt awkward. Through the years,
he usually was the main cause of her temper and almost always on the receiving
end of it. But now there was a different feel about it.
She was being closed. She was being all
private like. And most of all, she was being one hell of a lot like him.
"I don't care about the job, Molly.
But I do care about you. And I care about our relationship. I want to know when
you started keeping secrets from me and why you felt compelled that you had
to."
"What all do you think I've been
keeping from you? You act like I have a whole different life on the side that
you know nothing about. Really Harrison, I promise I'm not a superhero with a
secret identity or something."
He met her glare, burning her irises with
his anger. "Oh, you don't have a life on the side, huh? So why did I have
to attend a surprise party just to find out that you're dating and
had been going through. Quickly, she grabbed a pencil and started to chew on
the end. Harrison wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"That's nasty, Marty."
But she wasn't caring. She was giving
herself time to think of something. "Uh, I don't know, Harrison. Perhaps
her boyfriend picked her up?"
"And she didn't tell you? Just
disappeared suddenly?"
"I'm a very busy person! And I don't
require, unlike you, that she tell me everything that she's doing. If you're so
interested...find out yourself."
He squinted at her, as if trying to read
her mind. "I know there's something you're not telling me. Something you
know."
"The truth? I know a hell of a lot. I
just don't go around broadcasting it, especially if I'm told not to."
"So what you're saying," Harrison
said, his eyes glaring angry once again. "Is that Molly is asking you to
keep secrets from me now is that it?"
Marty crunched on the pencil a bit more.
"I think you two really need to talk to each other and not have me be your
middle man."
"Well ya know, I think I would do just
that if I could find the damn woman!" He shouted as he lost control of
his temper, slamming her door and stalking down the hallway.
_______________________________________________________________________
Harrison returned to his office, only to
see a stack of books on there that he had forgotten about.
Candice had to leave early today for some
excuse or another, but she had library books that were late and asked him if he
could drop them off.
Not exactly what he wanted to be doing at
the moment, but there was little to be done about that right now. After all,
Molly did live in the same apartment building as he they were bound to bump
in to each other at some point soon.
Grabbing the stack of books, he hurried to
the library, anxious to get out of here.
"These are from Candice
Greybill." He said, placing the books on the checkout counter. He turned
to walk out when he turned back around, doing a double take at the woman behind
the desk.
"Oh no. No." He said, shaking his
head. "This is not who you're cheating me with! If you're going to cheat
on me...God, at least make it human!"
She looked up at him in misery.
"Please, don't make anything of this."
"Well what the hell are you doing here?
What, I don't pay you enough?"
She shook her head. "No, actually.
Teaching isn't enough."
"It never looked like you were hurting
before. You have an apartment, a car..." He stopped.
"Yeah? An apartment that's the size of
most people's master bedrooms. A car that's eight years old. And no, I don't go
anywhere. Do you know why? I can't afford it. My idea of spring break and
summer break is basically...well, it's Marty and I staying at my place and
watching movie marathons. I'm twenty-nine years old, Harrison!"
"So am I!"
"But you have a girlfriend that you
can afford to take out."
"So? You have a boyfriend that takes
you out!"
She shook her head, laying her face in the
darkness of her hands.
"You just don't get it, alright? I
don't even understand why you care. Just let me have the damn job it has
nothing to do with you!"
Harrison felt awkward. Through the years,
he usually was the main cause of her temper and almost always on the receiving
end of it. But now there was a different feel about it.
She was being closed. She was being all
private like. And most of all, she was being one hell of a lot like him.
"I don't care about the job, Molly.
But I do care about you. And I care about our relationship. I want to know when
you started keeping secrets from me and why you felt compelled that you had
to."
"What all do you think I've been
keeping from you? You act like I have a whole different life on the side that
you know nothing about. Really Harrison, I promise I'm not a superhero with a
secret identity or something."
He met her glare, burning her irises with
his anger. "Oh, you don't have a life on the side, huh? So why did I have
to attend a surprise party just to find out that you're dating and
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