WARM INTRIGUES

They held hands and asked in prayer for guidance, perfect jobs and perfect housing. They hoped that the gods would show mercy on them as they continually built this new relationship brick by brick. He ruffled his hair as he ran his fingers through it. He poured another large glass of white wine and picked up the letter. He looked down at the letter as tears rolled from his eyes. I know she is not going to stay with me,” he said between sniffles. He had not cried like this since the Flora days or when his mother, Rose had passed. He felt that life simply was not fair.