I ARRIVED AT MY BEACH HOUSE EXPECTING PEACE-YILUX

only comes when something breaks through the noise hard enough.

I stood just outside.

Watching.

Listening.

“What is going on here?” his voice cut through the house.

Megan appeared in the doorway to the living room, still holding her drink, still wearing that same expression of casual ownership.

“Robert, you’re early,” she said lightly.

“Answer me,” he snapped.continue reading …