TITLE: Greed & Jealousy
GENRE: Adult Romance
Wind blew my hair and a large, black hill of snow melted and ran like a river through the parking lot as I silently chanted I hate my life over and over again. I stopped by the river, lifting my eyes to the stale concrete building ahead of me and back down again. My mother once told me, “Find what’s real. It’s not in words.”
I hiked up my jeans… and jumped.
A blast of air-conditioning hit my bare arms as the glass door to the DMV closed. The fact I wore a sleeveless shirt in early April, as the snow melted was a true oddity in Minnesota.
My eyes slid over the crowd. Packed in chairs, Mothers soothed crying children, old people bickered in supposed hushed voices, and across the room a man, with dark curling hair stood with his back to me.
Taking up residence at a tall counter and digging through my purse, I searched for my form and only found Andrew's, I cursed and muttered something about ripping it to shreds until I found my own.
Charming, I know.
Someone appeared in my peripheral vision. Without looking up I called out, "Do you know the date?”
"It's Thursday," said a voice laced so thick with honey it reminded me of sweetness slowly dripping from a spoon. Enamored, I lifted my head and peered into eyes a light clear blue that mimicked ocean water and winter sky. The voice came from the man across the room.