62. A New Sensation

The email is waiting for me like a coiled snake ready to bite.

Even before opening it, I know.

As I awaken my computer it’s almost like something else is awakened inside of me.

Something in the far reaches of my soul that I’ve never known or felt or even touched.

The email doesn’t have a sender, just like the other.

It’s simple, just like the other.

But this one is different.

Everything is different.

CHRIS:

THAT WAS JUST A WARNING TODAY. WORSE THINGS WILL HAPPEN IF YOU DON’T LET THINGS GO.

STAY AWAY FROM THE GIRL AND WE’LL STAY AWAY FROM MOMMY.

WE WON’T SAY THIS AGAIN.

I glance over it several times.

Words like warning and worse and will and won’t stir something deep inside.

I tremble. Not out of fear but out of anger.

I want to see the sender, want to see his face. I want to look at the “we” behind this.

I was going to send Jocelyn an email, but I don’t.

Not out of fear.

I’m too angry to do anything else right now.

And maybe, just maybe, that anger is covering this deep ocean of fear my little paddleboat is drifting over. Maybe. I don’t know.

I know I have to calm down.

And then come up with a plan.

Be smart, Chris.

Because they’re watching. Whoever they are.

They’re watching, and they know.