Just a Little RideChapter 6
Still Rob. So. Lisa and I facing each other across the room – not that we were that far apart in a studio flat. After an endless silence, her face crumpled. I took a step forward, she did the same, and she was in my arms, crying. “Baby?” What am I saying? Baby? Pet names? “Rob ... I ... my Dad ... he’s ... Oh, God...” So I held her until she calmed somewhat. “Lisa, I need to sit...” “Oh! Rob! I’m sorry...” She relaxed her hold and I followed suit. “Don’t be.” I made my way to the...