BLOODY HORIZON

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

°°° Seeds of Doubt °°°

The streets were quiet and peaceful. The leaves in the trees rustled every now and then as the wind directed them.

Sean walked down the street, his hands in his pockets, and a smile plastered across his face. It was almost eight o’clock, and although he had left Karen’s at about six thirty after his mom called, he was still a turn away from his block.

He stared dreamily into the starless night sky; his mind had nothing but bliss in it. He felt a feeling he couldn’t describe, a feeling he believed was what people in the movies meant when they said, "I feel as though there are butterflies in my stomach."

After getting to the airport, he sat with Karen, both of them staring into each other’s eyes for a while and saying nothing. These were experiences he had before and thought were silly, but now he was experiencing them.

They had chatted about her trip, talked about the screaming kids on her flight, and the pervert on the plane who h