What am I supposed to do?
I can’t lose her, not completely. She’s right; our split was inevitable. But not like this. Not forever. And part of me was hoping… maybe not at all. Maybe something would change at the last minute – isn’t that how things usually happen for me? For us?
The ground race toward me so fast that my muscles tense instinctively. With a nauseating dip downward, everything goes dark for a beat before an explosion rattles the walls.
Good old Dolby digital cinema surround sound.