RUNNING LATE

　　TIARA

　　It was time to see Mara once more. She was the only person who would listen to me without judging. She was now sort of caught in the middle of the storm, and all my stress and complaining fell on her.

　　“I’m a fool.” I moaned. “A complete and total imbecile”

　　Mara was lying on the couch and greedily puffing on a cigarette

　　“I don’t think that’s ever been in question.” She joked, putting out the ...