Chapter 413 Something More:>> 34

• The six of us tumbled into the monorail in a drunken jumble. As the train rushed off, we slowly reorganized ourselves into something that made sense on the benches. Still, it was immediately obvious where everyone's mind was, and it wasn't on sleeping it off.
• The build-up of it all was more than we could bear. We'd left the Poly that afternoon already on edge and time had done nothing to dull that. Then the alcohol. The playful flirting at the park. All of us were under no illusions about our lack of control. So, instead, we surrendered to it.
• Emily and Jack started making out loudly on the bench across from me. My wife wrapped her arms around the older man's neck, her legs around his waist. Like he was the one solid object in a stormy sea. Jack lovingly stroked my wife's brown hair while he kissed her, like soothing a sorrowful child.