A Killer in the Wind
“Bethany’s cheek against my chest, Bethany’s hair against my cheek, Bethany’s skin against my hand, I thought of Samantha. More than three years had gone by since the Emory case. You would think that was time enough to get over a drug-induced hallucination. You would think so. But I never really had.It was almost as if, in some bizarre way, I really had fallen in love with her, shadow that she was. I daydreamed about her. I dreamed about what our lives together would have been like. My eyes sear...ched for her sometimes on a street or in a movie theater. I judged other women against her, against her tenderness and generosity. I remembered that feeling I’d had in the few moments she was with me—that feeling of calm and satisfaction, as if I’d finally found the woman I’d been looking for all my life. I yearned to feel that again.Her image was with me all the time. I couldn’t let her go. Bethany stirred and breathed and kissed my cheek. I felt the consolation of her breasts against me, her legs around me, her damp center pressed against my thigh.MoreLess
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