Then, out of the blue, Chloe said, “About the other day…”
I started to look back at her, but my eyes caught the sight of Natashya and Emily approaching. “It’s a beautiful spot… a beautiful ceremony. “May I be frank, Marcus?”
“Please,” I said, noting that he’d used my first name. I could’ve been the rich new boyfriend if I had acted sooner. I mean, unless you really wanted me to, maybe.”
“Okay,” Emily said carefully. “Fuck!” I spat and kicked at the ground, launching a small tuft of grass into the air. I had a deadline. “Coffee or food only. My gaze lifted, and I saw a figure standing near a tree halfway across the cemetery. I hadn’t spoken to either of them since Monday, and Emily hadn’t exactly left us on the best of terms. I knew that comparison only went as far as looks, though. I pounded her ass while she fought me, making me earn it while yelling at me to fuck her harder. “I didn’t know anything about him till that afternoon before he died.”
I looked down at the casket, regretting even more that I hadn’t known more about Ray before he died. But I had to know, right?
