When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Marcus looked at me directly. “I already gave you the answer.”

His answer dashed my fantasies. “Oh, ok.”

You look alike, but you’re not the same.

This whole mess is because of my face.

“Are you disappointed?” Marcus hit the nail on the head.

I shook my head, hiding my true feelings. “No, I’m glad it’s resolved. I don’t have to worry about this anymore; it’s a relief. I only regret that I’m not Gregory’s mother.”

Marcus said jokingly, “If you’ve changed your mind about kids, I’m always ready to make a baby with you.”

“Pfft.” I rolled my eyes and snatched the water out of his hands. “You’re still trying to take advantage of me after admitting that you’ve been lying to me for years? Don’t make me kick you to the curb!”

Marcus’ head injury didn’t stop him from using his arm. He held his glass easily as he whined, “You’re going to treat a patient like this?”

I glared at him and dropped the subject.

hadn’t returned, that didn’t mean I

were too many mysteries surrounding Marcus. I would unravel them one by one once he had

six years taking care of me in the hospital. That was proof enough that he didn’t bear any ill will toward

a deep sleep. I left to get

just as I sat down. It was an unknown

feeling that the caller was my cold neighbor.

on Marcus through the window. He was sound asleep, his chest rising and falling

ascertained his safety, I picked up the call.

drifted through the receiver.

knew without a doubt that

in late autumn

the lottery. I didn’t expect someone as powerful as

nerves. “Mr.

paternity test with Gregory. I’ll

that I was already used to his concise

the hospital.” I turned around and checked on Marcus once more. “My friend is alone

ignore my request as he talked over me impatiently, “Ms. Stovall, do you know how many thousands of people are