Chapter14

#Chapter14

Timothy Giannatto

She was like an unassembled puzzle.

/"I’m sorry,/" she muttered again as she found herself facing the granite table in the center of the kitchen.

/"I don’t understand anything, Melody. I don’t understand why you should apologize. You haven’t done anything wrong, you apologize to me, for bringing you to my house, I didn’t think it would look so bad to you./"

She blushed and looked everywhere but at him, which struck him as odd, as all day she had been looking straight at him.

She was hiding something from him.

The alarms went off again and this time he listened to her. It pained him a little to have felt somehow committed to Melody, a nice, fresh young woman but one he knew nothing about.

/"I must go,/" she said again.

But this time Timothy did not stop her. The door was always available for whoever decided to leave.