Let's Not

My eyes gaze at Devin as the rage sitting inside of him is obvious. He paces back and forth through the bedroom, half-naked and contemplating. I want to help him, but I have no idea how to. He’s the one trying to come up with a plan, I don’t want to disturb whatever it is he is thinking about.

I slide my legs across the bed. The silky sheets are a reminder of last night and how I wanted sex, but he was too angry to even consider it. But right now, I need to be mindful of the serious problems and how we plan on taking down my father.

“Babe…” I softly say and pause as he stops dead in his tracks. “We don’t even have a plan. They said he’d be back today, and we’re just stuck where we are at. We don’t have words!”

“Words?” He speaks. His tone is deep and angry. “Why would I need words? I need a gun and a shovel. He’s not going to see tomorrow morning.”

“Just hold on!” I argue, pushing myself off the bed. “Before we kill him, I want to meet h