A Heart Revealed

by Josi S. Kilpack

With elbows braced upon his knees, he let his thoughts wander down equally dark roads that had little to do with money and far more to do with the pattern his day-to-day life had taken on. He hated that he spent the majority of his time pursuing pleasure that often was not that pleasurable. He hated the growing covetousness he felt toward friends with seemingly endless funds at their disposal. He hated the late mornings and too-long afternoons that became late evenings, which resulted in a foggy head, only to repeat the unproductive efforts of the day before, and the day before that, and the day before that.

Amber took several seconds before she answered; she wanted to be sure she didn’t give an answer simply because she knew what answer he wanted. She would not be anything less than honest with him or herself from now onward.

I can give you my love, my respect, and my promise that my feelings for you will not be compromised by the opinions of others. Not ever.”