John Persons Pool | Party ((top))

Priya found him by the hedge, behind the rose bushes, where he had gone to check his phone for the twelfth time. There were no new messages. There were never new messages.

And when he came back up, the party was over. john persons pool party

“What thing?”

At six o’clock, the sun began to lower, and the light turned gold and cruel. Shadows stretched across the lawn like accusations. Priya found him by the hedge, behind the

He took the margarita. The salt stung a small cut on his lip. He didn’t remember getting the cut. Probably from shaving. Or maybe from the dream he’d been having lately, the one where he was drowning in a pool full of broken glass. He didn’t tell Linda about that dream. He didn’t tell her a lot of things anymore. And when he came back up, the party was over

“John.”

“Are you coming inside?” she asked.