NOA, MORROW, AND THE ESCAPE

“This is what I wanted,” Noa sputtered between gasps of air.




Monday, July 06, 2015


Morrow stooped next to her on the sidewalk, catching his breath. “Then why did you run out?”

“I got overwhelmed.” She looked through the restaurant window at the puzzled Sasha and Morrow inside.

“I should’ve consulted with you first.”

“You should have,” Noa concurred. “We’re going from two official relationships to six, among the four of us.”

“I’ll do the math later.”

“But it’s not… It’s the evacuation. I’m still…”

Morrow held her. “We’re safe. It’s over.”

“Not for me.” Noa walked away. “I’m going home. See you later.”

FIN