Love

Riven

It’s the same old office with the same old team in it. The same old faces asking me about my weekend out of politeness.

I give them the same old bland answers and wonder how I didn’t realise my life was so flat and dull before Anna Josephine came tumbling into it.

I normally struggle to give too much of my time to this business, but right now, with that delicious girl waiting at home for me, I’m struggling to give it any time at all.

I’ve never been so pleased to jump back in my car at the end of the work day. I’ve also never been so pleased to pull up onto my driveway to find Kennedy’s old car already parked in my space.

I’m grinning as I step through the front door, whistling a stupid tune as I head straight through to the kitchen.

“Someone’s happy,” Anna says, but it seems like I’m the only one. She gestures at Kennedy, head resting on his palm as he flips through the local newspaper.

He looks like he’s had a pig of a day, but as I step closer it looks like it’s even more tha