What I Lost and Found
I gritted my teeth and used the last bit of money I had to buy a cheap plane ticket to find him.
What I saw was Morris holding Courtney under a tree, kissing her deeply.
When they pulled apart, he gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. They smiled at each other, their eyes sparkling.
A spring breeze drifted by. The streetlights glowed dimly. Maple leaves rustled overhead.
They looked like a painting, like a poem filled with tenderness.
I lost it. I rushed over, forced them apart, and hurled the cup I was holding at Morris's face.