The Lycan Luna
"Amy, I've had an opportunity to think, and I might want to meet and talk."
There was a short delay on the opposite stopping point before she answered, "I'm happy to hear that, Jason. I've been expecting an opportunity to make sense of everything."
We consented to meet at a tranquil bistro, an impartial ground where we could have a transparent discussion. As I strolled into the bistro and saw Amy finding a seat at a corner table, I wanted to feel a blend of anxiety and expectation.
We started to talk, and as the words streamed between us, a feeling of understanding and sympathy began to arise. Amy shared her side of the story — the aggravation she had felt after my abrupt vanishing, the batt