KING'S BAY PARK
Elsewhere in the city, the night
is not so frantic. At least not on the surface.
Jason
sits on one of the swings,
his hands curled around the cool metal links of its chains. He is swinging
back and forth slowly, dragging his feet through the bark as the events
of the past few weeks brush over his mind.
When Courtney
called him half an
hour ago and asked him to meet her here, he flew out of the house and through
the streets without so much as a beat of hesitation. He wanted to beat
her here, partly because he didn't like the idea of her roaming around
the park at night by herself ... and partly because he just wanted to get
here.
The tone of her voice on the phone
-- it was like she was right on the verge of something. Like once they
both got here, got to see each other in this place where they spent so
much time when they were younger, then everything might be okay. And even
the possibility of that was enough to drive Jason here without a second
thought.
"Just let everything be all right,"
he whispers to the sky. He notices that it is filling with stars all of
a sudden, like hundreds of thousands of pins are pricking holes in the
dark canvas and letting the light on the other side shine through.
Or maybe that's just wishful thinking
about the light shining through, he thinks, still gazing up into the
night.
One word from the edge of the playground
completely dismantles all of his thoughts: "Hey."
He turns, a little startled but mainly
relieved, to look at Courtney.
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