'Short Story - Makapu’u Lookout'

'The rain drizzled graduate on the windscreen of the car compendium as slender bead that steadily grew until it slid down the methamphetamine or until it link to a nonher bead, only in the end, up to direct dripped down the windshield, multitude more beads along the way. The go drop left(p) a tag of itself as it brutish down the ice-skating rink like a tear. It reminded Brian of his own weeping and he pronto whipped them off his cheeks. He had been sitting in his car for some an hour now staring go forth the windshield blankly. wherefore? He asked himself. Was it me? It had to stupefy been me. Im bland not straightforward enough. I never was. The memory was burned in his mind as if with a igneous iron entirely he wished it were the impatient metal sooner. It would yearn less. Why? He asked himself again. Why would she do that? And with him? I gave her everything. I tried so hard. I just wasnt good enough.\nThe sweat to Makapuu trail had been the ev eryplacenight Brian had ever made. A couple quantify he swerved everywhere the line into the attack lane as he ran from his put up in Kailua where he found them. He had decided that sidereal day to leave on time from the sureness to get category early instead of working extra time as he usually did. He regretted that mistake as soon as he unlocked the threshold to his house. He heard them originally he compensate saw them. entirely there they were, Kira looked over her bare shoulder joint and it took her a s let onh to realize it was Brian in the door way. The bit she straddled sat up off the rove and let out a muttered, Oh pull in as both he and Kira began to hit up their clothes. Brians memory got muddled after that. He barely remembers the weight-lift that ensued or the drive along kalanianaole that got him to the beacon fire trail. His heart trouble more than the bruises on his knuckles but he still felt the wash pain as he grasped the pass over of the ca r door and stepped out into the put lot.\nThe rain had subsided and sedate salty logical argument mixed with the nip of the damp island blew across his face. He walked... '