CARL

Rodney was there, and that preached nothing good. I couldn't tell whether or not to move, but I was sure as hell that going back was impossible- I needed to talk to her and know the reason she was acting this way. I was aware that it was utterly inconsiderate of me to have shown up so easily, but I was out of fireworks to light.

At this point, I was the firework. I approached them, practically urging myself not to drown in shame, and the vision got cleared. There was a lady holding on ...