Gene pulled a cigarette out of his coat pocket and Ben shook his head. “Do I need to tell you how disgusting it is that you still smoke?”
His brother shook his head, ignoring his remark as he always did. “Doing anything for the anniversary?”
Ben shook his head. “Anniversary?”
Gene leaned back on the bench where they sat. “Seriously?”
“What?” Somewhere along the line Ben had lost track of this conversation.
“Benedicte Lavelle, I’m asking you what you are going to do to mark the death of your wife? Four years ago tomorrow? Ring some kind of bell?”
Ben put his head in his hands. “Jesus Christ.” He’d fucking forgotten. In the midst of it all, he’d forgotten Dana’s death. What kind of monster was he?
Gene spoke again. “So the weather is nice today, isn’t it?”
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4 comments:
I'm anxious to read Eye Contact. I remember all the excitment in our crit group about it but I never had a chance to at least grab a chapter.
Hey Rebecca, I now will have to be a patient child and wait for Eye Contact! NOT!!! I will let you know as soon as I read it!! Thanx for all the great books. Love them all!
See ya,
Dana
Readaholics Anonymous
Very tense excerpt. I recognize this from Six Sunday, don't I? :)
Having had a sneak peek at a bigger chunk of this story, I have to tell you I can't wait to see it out, Rebecca.
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