I excused myself and ran up to my room. I felt
sure that Margaret and Jack had divined what
had transpired. I felt like blubbering for a thousand
years but strangely no tears came. I knelt beside
the bed like I was praying. No thought of winning
back Elizabeth flickered through my head. I was
entirely defeated. Even my rival’s name smacked
of success in love. Bryant. I cursed him. Eventually
I crawled under the sheets and struggled to rest.
Tomorrow I would return home. Blot out this
dreadful romantic disaster in my life. Girls just
weren’t for me. It was all too fraught. With that
decision I turned onto my side and sleep took me.


Author: Robert James Berry

Poet & Novelist