Zariah
“Greg! Wait” I shout, rushing after him, but he continues to walk away from me at a great clip, and I’m not sure I can catch him, even if I run. Instead, I realize I will just have to shout after him. “Greg! It’s really not what you think. I need to tell you the truth!”
“The truth?” That is enough to have him whirling around on me. “Zariah, I’m not sure you’d recognize the truth if it bit you on the a*s!”
I stare at him, my mouth agape, as I try to figure out what he means by that.