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

answers with a

are not so many wealthy families in the city; most of persons with the same family name should

ask further, “She is your sibling?”

knows Frances as Whitney’s husband 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.

is not my sibling; I am adopted by her parents. Whitney is someone with great pride, never treating me as her sibling brother. But she has never been my sister in my heart.”

words confuse me

suppose they get along very well. But it might not

ask Lawrence, “What would you like to talk with

woman singer just finishes

her who turns around at once.

something unusual by instinct, but

to say, “Be good to Frances as much

astonished by what

with me about it. Whitney will

ask him, “Why did you say