Going Out

Slowly, my mind started to recall the various questions that Harvey had asked me about what I wanted. Back then, I didn’t know that my future was at least partly dependent on the decision that he would make. My brain suffered from information overload, and I wasn’t sure how to respond. On the other hand, I could feel that Hayden no longer wanted to discuss this.

“Where are you going?” I asked when he stood up.

“I don’t know,” he replied like he really had no idea.

I stood up to follow him, but he turned around and gave me a smile that looked very strained and depressing.

“Good night…” I said softly.

With that, I watched as Hayden walked out of his room. I had no idea where he was headed, and I wondered if he knew that himself. However, it was clear that Hayden wanted to be alone. He probably needed time to think, and time wasn’t an indefinite resource to us. After the door closed behind Hayden and I was left all alone in his large living room, I sank back down onto the sofa, and