Paul

Alexis woke up frightened and looked around for Paul. He wasn't there. Her hand reached out and caressed the empty, cold mat. "Paul? Paul?" she called out. "Where are you?" There was no answer.

She sat up. Her vision scanned the area around her. Her pumped-up heart skipped a beat. It was still dark outside the makeshift tent that had been home to Paul and her for almost three years, too dark to be blundering around, looking for someone. Tears formed in her eyes. She fell back down in sheer p...