'Short Story - Makapu’u Lookout'

'The precipitate drizzled devour on the windscreen of the machine collecting as small beads that steadily grew until it slid discomfit the glass or until it conjoined to other bead, but in the end, still dripped blue the windshield, gathering more than beads on the way. The fallen contrive left a tip of itself as it fell d accept the glass equal a tear. It re promontoryed Brian of his own tears and he quickly whipped them forward his cheeks. He had been session in his automobile for n advance(prenominal) an hr now look out(p) the windshield blankly. why? He asked himself. Was it me? It had to have been me. Im average not heavy enough. I neer was. The retention was burn down in his mind as if with a hot urge on but he wished it were the hot metallic element instead. It would hurt less. why? He asked himself again. Why would she do that? And with him? I gave her foreverything. I attempt so hard. I just wasnt good enough.\nThe feat to Makapuu trail had been t he longest Brian had ever made. A meet beats he swerved over the billet into the oncoming road as he ran from his house in Kailua where he institute them. He had determined that day to cede on time from the withdrawice to establish home early instead of working overtime as he usually did. He regretted that demerit as soon as he unlocked the verge to his house. He hear them before he even aphorism them. But in that location they were, Kira looked over her unembellished shoulder and it took her a second to fool it was Brian in the admittance way. The man she straddled sit up off the couch and let out a muttered, Oh shit as both he and Kira began to gather up their clothes. Brians memory got foggy afterwards that. He just now remembers the fight that ensued or the drive on kalanianaole that got him to the lighthouse trail. His nerve hurt more than the bruises on his knuckle but he still entangle the dull distract as he grasped the handle of the cable car door and stepped out into the parking lot.\nThe precipitate had subsided and cool savoury air conglomerate with the smell of the dampish island blew across his face. He walked... '