Chapter Eighty-two

Kane sighed and sat down next to her. He couldn’t help but wonder what was running through her mind at that moment. He would give anything to know what she was thinking. He used to wonder the same thing everytime she would stare off into space like that in the past. Sometimes it seemed like nothing had changed. 

Kane watched the night sky as it sparkled, thinking about how drastically things had changed. He took a sip of his coffee and sighed as he leaned back in his seat. So many things had changed for them all, yet not much had changed. Margo was still living in hell and Bernard was still loose. Once again he found himself sighing. 

“What’s wrong?” Bridgette whispered, looking at his reflection. 

“Nothing’s wrong… I’m just thinking.”He said, taking another sip of his coffee.