Chapter 83

He smiled, briefly, remembering the lightning storm Lyle had created which had lit up the parking lot. Damned good thing no one saw it. Or if they did, let’s hope they thought it was a transformer box exploding, sending out showers of sparks.

With a deep sigh, he brought his thoughts back to the problem at hand. “How can I live without you?” he murmured. “You became my reason to exist. If I’d had the sense the gods gave me, and truly trusted that our love was real, I’d have revealed what I was before tonight.” He slammed his hand down on the rooftop. “It wasreal. I know it. Now, it’s too late. I’ve betrayed your faith in me one too many times.”

The wages of sin, he supposed, if lying by omission was as much of a one as by commission.