PART 2 OF 10
THE MAN BEHIND THE NAME
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
The silence that followed felt heavier than any argument.
A few minutes earlier, I had been a tired father standing in a hotel lobby, holding a sleeping child and a damaged bouquet of roses.
Now everyone looked at me differently.
That was the strange thing about human behavior.
The person didn't change.
Only the information did.
My jacket was still old.
My backpack was still faded.