Reunion

I waited patiently for the car that was bringing Reggie. The day had gone by so fast since Zin was there. He and Michael chatted about the past while I just listened.

It was comfortable, and there was no pressure from Cash. His jealousy wasn’t around to impose on my emotions.

I felt terrible because I genuinely cared for him, but right now, I had priorities, and Reggie was number one.

I could see a blacked-out sedan pull up to the gate as it opened. I didn’t think Cash would be driving it, as he had enough stuff to deal with.

It drove up slowly, and before it was fully parked, I ran over and opened the rear passenger door.

Reggie’s scraped-up face and bohemian curls greeted me, both eyes full of tears.

I held the door as she slowly got out. I could tell she had been through the wringer, and my anger walked on the outside like a cat waiting to pounce on whatever pissed me off. My relief and gratefulness that she was alive burst out, however.