In My Desperate Time

“Who’s that?” I can guess but not sure about my answer.

Lawrence says, “It’s too much to say it here. We should go somewhere causal and talk about details.”

In his view, some bars should be casual enough for us to have a longer talk.

Finally, he takes me one quieter bar different from those I have been to before.

There is a woman singing on the middle of the stage; the audience keeps listening quietly.

Lawrence watched the singer. I followed his eyes to look at her to find she is really similar to Whitney Jordan. The two women almost look the same.

I have to tell him, “She looks like Whitney.”

Lawrence laughs, “I know.” And then he looks at the singer tenderly one more time.

Immediately from his eyes, I realize he gets a lot of problems or concerns in his mind.

“You know Whitney very well?”

at me and answers with a smile,

not so many wealthy families in the city;

“She is your

and Frances has an affair with me. However, Whitney has never got to know something about Frances and me from Lawrence. It is obviously unusual. So,

her parents. Whitney is someone with great pride, never treating me as her sibling brother. But she has never been my

me more.

it might not be the truth. Is that the reason he did not tell her anything about Frances and me?

“What would you

just finishes a song

head to her who turns around at once.

are strangers. I still feel something unusual by instinct,

starts to say, “Be good to Frances as much as you

by what he

get along very well with Whitney, he should not talk with me about it. Whitney will hate him badly for

“Why did you say it?”