don't feed me violence

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

Her cheek was damp and she quickly turned away, wiping the moisture from her face and looking out, over the field of dying sunflowers and towards the trees that hide a small Amish village just beyond the horizon. In some ways, she wanted to run away and be alone – curl into a ball and just sleep the week away. She didn’t know why this hurt her so much, but she was torn. This girl was obviously a past love – Ryan had known DaVinci shorter than his children had been alive. She couldn’t hold something like that against him. But still, the thought that he was a father scared her. He had responsibilities – he couldn’t play along in her make believe perfect world anymore. They had to play by the rules now. That was terrifying.



She looked back to him, unable to bring herself to look into his eyes. She knew there was hurt there too – there had to be, since she wasn’t exactly embracing the news. She was fairly good with children, so it would be no problem to Ryan if she saw more of the two. Things would be different now, she could already tell. The chemistry had been changed. It wouldn’t be the same and that scared her.



She wandered to him, looking to her feet as she did until she finally reached DaVinci. She slipped her arms around his waist, resting her cheek against his chest and taking in his warmth. She didn’t care that his children were there. She just needed some reassurance that things were going to be okay. Somehow, this made things just that much better. And then she said something that she had been thinking about a lot lately. She wanted to know whether or not what she felt was true. And right now, it felt sincere. "I love you."

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