Forces

“Besides, seeking another’s past is more trouble than it’s worth. If you get sick of searching, will you come back for me, a nameless stranger?”

“Can’t we cross that bridge when we get there?” What right had her hazel eyes to beckon, and what need had they to ask twice? Of course I will be here. Why was she blind to that? I resented her, and my heart hardened. “Don’t look at me like that.”