Chapter 16

LUNETH His phone rings and I see him take out the phone; his eyes dart as if something were wrong. I see his hand twitch as if he is contemplating getting the call or not. "You can take the call if you want to. I won't stop you," I say, because I see him hesitating to take the call with me there. "It can wait," he says as if it is not up for debate, as he slides it back into his pocket. "You know you really do not have to mind me. I can make it back to the room by myself, and if you want to stay out here and take that..." I continue. "I don't mind," he says, and everything turns quiet again. We continue walking, and he continues to ignore the continuous ringing from his pocket. The sound is getting to me, even though it's not that I can't stand it; the thought of everything does not make it feel nice. I stop and turn so we are facing each other. I have seen him before, but I am taking in all of his features for the first time. He was in his mid-thirties, but he could pass for someone i