Chapter 8: Saviour

“There’s Koty.” He pointed out.

“That’s different. I only felt like giving in out of pity.”

“Glad you've figured that out.”

“And besides he’s just one guy.”

He nodded.

“We'll just get married to each other.” He said after a while.

She chuckled, “That sounds nice. Our kids will have your eyes.”

“I’m joking.”

“I’m not.”

“I’m not.”

They burst out laughing.

*

King looked back as the train began moving. He watched as she became smaller and smaller until he could see her no more then he turned around and looked ahead. He adjusted his bag to his other shoulder when he noticed it was inconveniencing the old woman sitted next to him and then he leaned back into his seat and immersed himself in thoughts of her; his best friend, Joan Michaels.

She was always on his mind. He had teased her about thinking of him always but he was also guilty of that. She was not exactly the first thing he thought of when he woke and the last thing he thought before he slept but she was constantly on h