Chapter 66

Matt hadn’t been to the station in three days. He sat on his plaid living room couch staring at the television. His jean shirt was open, exposing his chest. The jeans he wore were faded. He had his bare feet propped on the coffee table.

There was a knock at the door. Matt ignored it.

They knocked again. The door creaked open. “Matthew?” Mindy called out softly.

Matt turned his head to look at the door. “Mindy,” he said. He had meant to call her yesterday. He had been thinking about her - with her silky blonde hair and big blue eyes.

She stepped into the house and closed the door. It was dark inside for the exception of the light that was trying to shine through the closed curtains. Mindy gently stepped over and around the beer cans, newspapers, and magazines that were all over the floor.

“Have a seat. If you can find one,” Matt said and picked up a plate that had a half-eaten sandwich on it off the sofa. He put his feet down and put the plate on the table.

Mindy was carrying her trust