Simon

Simon was about to get on his motorbike when Nadia approached. He was surprised to see her.

“Nadia?” He said.

“What are you doing here?” She said.

“My office is just down the road… I do have a day job,” he smiled, “Yourself?”

“I live here,” she said looking up at the apartment complex.

I shouldn’t have let him know that.

“Cool… I should be heading off now,” he said.

“Why do you do what you do? I just want to understand…” she said.

He paused for a moment and took a breath.

“Hop on… I know a diner that makes pretty good coffee…” he said.

She looked back up at her apartment. Greg was still inside. Her husband. Her love.

“Can you bring me back in an hour?”