The Game Of Hide And Seek

The Game of Hide and SeekNew York is for lovers, it's on their side, he thought, stretched out cooling by her flank; but not for this parched lover. He suffered the thirst of the yearning man who had drunk from a cool, tempting, secretly corrupted spring. There was salt on his tongue. He thrust himself onto his back—thinking position—and thought himself into a mote of dust idly floating in the brilliant late-afternoon sunshine that suddenly poured into the room through the blinds. He left Helen,...