“Good night.” His murmur is as full of emotion as the lines on his face. He won’t look at me now as he chews on the inside of his lip. “Jeremy…” I try, but my voice cracks. He shakes his head and ends the call. Now it’s my turn for tears to burn my eyes and the back of my throat. God damn it! I ruin everything! I toss my phone across the room where it hits a locker with a crunch and I yell until I’m bent over and can’t breathe. What the fuck have you done?
