Fortunately for him, the shop also carried masks and he picked up a fairly plain, black one that would only hide his eyes. On the way back to the motel, he purchased a six pack of beer. He came back to the motel and drank it all. Feeling disconnected, he turned on the TV and watched a marathon of Bones. For the first night in forever, he wasn’t even tempted to turn on the computer. When he fell asleep, his dreams were mixed up. Sage. Cody. Sage. Cody. He thrashed under the covers, sweat beading on his body. All he could hear was Sage whimpering his name. Cody calling out his name. Both women caught up in the throes of ecstasy. The same voice. One voice. Cody. Sage. Cody. Sage. As day broke, he’d quieted. Sleep, like the tide, had swept away the details that had caused him confusion and he rose, ready to face the day.
