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.

didn’t mean

were too many mysteries surrounding Marcus. I would

in the hospital. That was proof

soon fell into a deep sleep.

just as I sat down. It was an

caller was my cold neighbor.

window. He was sound asleep,

up the

familiar voice drifted through

doubt that

like the lakes in late autumn with an inexplicable charisma.

didn’t expect someone as powerful as

myself and calmed my nerves. “Mr. Fuller, how can I help

with Gregory. I’ll send

noticed that I was already used to his

I turned around and checked on Marcus once more.

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