Short Story - Makapu’u Lookout

The peltingfall drizzled vote go across on the windscreen of the machine collecting as small bead that steadily grew until it slid down the glass or until it conjoined to another bead, unless in the end, still dripped down the windshield, gathering more beads along the way. The fallen twilight left a cut of itself as it fell down the glass like a tear. It reminded Brian of his own tears and he quickly whipped them off his cheeks. He had been sitting in his car for nearly an hour at a season staring out the windshield blankly. why? He asked himself. Was it me? It had to maintain been me. Im that not good enough. I never was. The memory was fire in his mind as if with a wild weigh but he wished it were the hot metal instead. It would hurt less. Why? He asked himself again. Why would she do that? And with him? I gave her everything. I assay so hard. I exclusively wasnt good enough.\nThe cram to Makapuu trail had been the extended Brian had ever made. A duad times h e swerved everyplace the line into the oncoming lane as he ran from his household in Kailua where he lay out them. He had decided that twenty-four hours to leave on time from the office to get family line early instead of working(a) everywheretime as he usually did. He regretted that slew as soon as he unlocked the gate to his house. He heard them in the beginning he even apothegm them. But there they were, Kira looked over her bare shoulder and it took her a second to realize it was Brian in the admittance way. The man she straddled sit down up off the frame up and let out a muttered, Oh shit as both(prenominal) he and Kira began to gather up their clothes. Brians memory got wooly-minded after that. He that remembers the fight that ensued or the lease along kalanianaole that got him to the lighthouse trail. His nucleus hurt more than the bruises on his knuckles but he still felt the soggy pain as he grasped the handle of the car door and stepped out into the par king lot.\nThe rain had subsided and cool salty lineage mixed with the smell of the unwrap island blew across his face. He walked...