Heartsick
“Drink.
But drinking alone is depressing, especially in dire circumstances, and Luke and Rashid are both complicated.
I need a break. A reprieve.
And I get just that. Conrad.
We sit in Sally’s, him savoring his craft brew, me downing my wine and looking frantically around for Sally to get a refill. I barely hear what he says, something about how one benefit of the quarantine is that it has brought us all together. “We are a community,” he says. “We are all in this together.”
“You mean all the healthy Allan originals are in it together, and maybe the healthy Poe people are in it together, and they’re both scared shitless of people like me,” I say.
“You look healthy to me,” Conrad says. “Everyone here looks healthy to me.” His hand covers mine. His touch, as always, is calming.
I continue to look for Sally and instead see purple-eyed patron after purple-eyed patron.
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