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say anything civil. “I wish you’d called me about the boat ride yesterday. I got there just in time to see y’all going under the bridge.”
    Kurt looked away to see Trey and Polly walking away hand-in-hand around the circular path surrounding the tower. The frustration he felt was pushing him to his limits. Charlotte stayed close by leaning against the fence and looking up at the tower.
    “Kendall, I asked nice. I been rude. I don’t know what else to do to get it through your thick skull that we ain’t never gettin’ back together again.”
    “Do you ever think about sand?” she asked as she stood next to him to look up at the tower.
    Kurt couldn’t see where she was going with her question. “Not really.”
    She was quiet for a long moment as the cool autumn wind blew through the branches of the trees. “Think of me like a little sandbar in the river.”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “It may not be the destination you had in mind, but after you hit one your boat ride’s over.” She walked in front to stare at him with an unreadable expression.
    “You’re crazy,” he whispered as the realization made the hair on his arms stand up.
    “No,” she said to him with a shake of her head. “I just know what I want.” Then she nodded toward Polly and said, “I know what she wants, too, and it ain’t you.”
    “Fuck you,” Kurt growled under his breath.
    “The truth hurts sometimes. You may not like it right now, but you and me are gonna to be together.” She stepped closer and touched his chest with her open palm. “And when we are, I’ll make sure you like it.”
    The urge to push her away or hurt her was overwhelming. He could see in her face that some sick part of her wanted him to do it, just like the times she begged to be slapped or choked when he fucked her. The worst part was fearing she might be right. Maybe all his fighting did was delay the inevitable.
    She must have seen something of his thoughts in his face, because her mouth slowly widened into a victorious smile. But her expression turned to shock when he suddenly screamed, “Stay the fuck away from me!”
    “Kurt!” Charlotte said when she heard Kendall’s surprised cry. The bells in the tower began to peal then, playing an old familiar Cajun love song.
    Stalking away towards his car, Kurt shivered from rage and frustration. The feeling of being trapped and lost was overwhelming, making him want to scream and break things. Not stopping when he got to the car, Kurt kept walking up the long road through the swamp until he could get himself under control.
    Everything was messed up in his head, even worse than his last year in high school. The diagnosis of dyslexia came too late to repair the damage it had caused his grades. Years of failure and frustration had tainted him to the point that couldn’t get close to a classroom or open a book without getting panic attacks.
    He’d been working with his Great Uncle Charlie since he dropped out of school at fifteen. Uncle Charlie had taken him under his wing and given him a job, but it was years before he overcame the anger he felt. Piloting a boat might be boring, but it kept his thoughts focused on the next bend in the river, the next port of call. And with Uncle Charlie’s help he was able to pass his GED and then get his Able Seaman, Mate, and Master certifications for Offshore Supply Vessels, memorizing whole sections of the Code of Federal Regulations to avoid having to read them again.
    Life had gone along happily for a long time, but over the last six months he felt a new restlessness. Catching Kendall trying to trap him opened his eyes to the world around him, but now it seemed like his whole world was trying to trap him. Or maybe it already had and he was just now noticing the net closing in.
    He shouted a wordless cry of frustration into the swamp, startling a flock of noisy birds to fight. Then the burning rage flamed out as he stood there, leaving him feeling numb.