“Charlie, are you happy?” Jen asked.
“I beg your pardon?”
“You know like the warm guzzling feeling inside you,” he added. “Like you know the world cares and that you belong in it.”
“Well yeah, I guess,” I squeezed Jen’s hand. He squeezed back.
When we first dated, I never quite understood him. It was after a couple of months later, I realised he was different. Jen has a way with words. He is succinct yet very much verbose. He does not sugarcoat yet he makes you feel comfortable hearing the negative things, the bad stuff.
“Why ask?” I said.
“Nothing. Just curious.”
Lies. Jen was never curious. There is definitely something. But I know better than to question him. For me to know the truth, I just had to wait.
I am accepting suggestions on how I can improve and what directions I should take. I drafted this in December 2016. And I no longer have much juices left for this. But I guess, I will take things slow.