The Grand Rupture
I walked up towards the front yard and I saw him. Isaac looked back at me with a gentle smile, while patting his red sweaty neck with a paper towel.
“Are you gonna complain about the heat again?” I asked. Isaac relaxed his brick arms and let them hang loose.
“I don’t complain that much. Besides, you can’t blame me, not everyone is a walking AC like you!” He went down the painted wooden white steps, his boots knocked against them. “Hm. Thank you?” Isaac went closer to me, I thought he was going to kiss me like he always did when we met up, I leaned closer but only tasted the chill air he left when he went past me. That was weird. I ignored that awkward moment, happy that he didn’t turn around or notice.
