The Fear

"The garden with long strings of little bulbs hanging on its bushes, fell into silence after the party was over. The dew had already started to collect on the leaves and the guest house was put under darkness until the next time invitations were sent. Moon was at its zenith, and Collin stood beside a tree looking up in the sky. His mind wandered as he stood in the garden quietly.

"Is it over?" came from behind, Mr. Bruce, with his footsteps getting muffled by the grassy ground. Collin turned behind to face him and smiled. "I'm sorry that you had to see off the guests in my place, do you look tired because of that?" he asked, assuming the reason behind Collin's daze.

Mr. Bruce slowly walked toward him and put one of his arms over his shoulder. "What's the problem, my boy?"

"I won't have any problem, if you stopped making one, someday," said Collin.

"Come on! not like I want any of this," Mr. Bruce explained. "I wish I could just end it with her. She is the biggest mistake of my life."