Consumed
“A faint dusting of snow dotted the ground, frosting clumps of dead grass and crunchy leaves like cake icing. The foothills of southern Indiana resembled a fairyland in late November, which suited her just fine.
Over her cell phone, the hold music clicked off and the Midwestern nasal voice of her boyfriend, Mike, replaced it. She grinned as she built white-picket-fenced dreams in her head; he was that kind of guy. “Okay, I’ll see you around midday Thanksgiving. If I leave early in the morning tomorrow, I should be able to make good time.”
She waited while he confirmed her plans and said his goodbyes. “Can’t wait. Bye.” Snapping the phone shut, she tossed it onto the seat beside her. Did it bother her that neither she nor Mike had ever said the “L” word during their six-month relationship? Not overly much. She’d steered the mood of their dates. He’d followed her lead. She’d done the asking out. Mike couldn’t manage to tear himself away from his job as a sports reporter to initiate things.
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