Cliff closed the door behind them with a solid thud. The smell of vomit hung thick in the air and it promised to make him sick as well. He swallowed h...avily before he turned to Glen and asked, “You killed him where he was, didn’t you?”“Yes. He’s dead.” Glen answered. Glen looked Cliff in the eye for a minute. Cliff nodded and went back to the truck. Glen went back to his and followed Cliff as the young man drove off. They headed directly to the Sheriff’s office.As they drove, Glen couldn’t help. ”“We’ve always told each other the truth, Jos. Just say what you want.”She shook her head sadly, “Not always.”“That’s in the past; forgiven and forgotten.”“You can’t forget something like that!”“But you can set it aside and not dwell on it; move past it. I suppose that’s what I mean by ‘forgotten’. We can’t let it separate us!”“The truth?”“The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth,” I said with a smile.“Take me to dinner, then we’ll go back to my house and fuck like bunny rabbits. Marble and stone polished white. Statues and saints adorned and abreast every space, the water glittering like gold in the bright summer sky. Its columns and arches overawed, my eyes begged to linger and only good sense and my gentle upbringing kept me from openly exclaiming my easily discernible astonishment. I tried to belong.And found myself wanting, wilting under the cruel and callous gaze of his majesty, unable to please despite every courtly attempt. We needed his favor. The debts had. I felt bad that I couldn't but the first week of a new year is weird at my office. There isn't much going on, everyone leaves early, but there is a strict rule that one person from every department must be in place at all times. As luck would have it, it was my turn to stay in and watch the phone not ring. I still got out around 3pm but my mom was already through town. We agreed to get together on Sunday when she was going back home.We had a winter storm forecasted for Sunday so my mother left.