QUOTE : Isolation. Desperation. It fit Edgard’s mood, not only today, but for the last year.<br /><br />Gruffly, Trevor said, “Thanks.”<br /><br />“You’re welcome.”<br /><br />Silence filled the truck cab. So many things had been left unsaid. Again. Maybe they were doomed to be stuck at that impasse. Unable to go back; unwilling to move forward.<br /><br />The events of last night seemed so far away, in that surreal state where Edgard questioned whether it’d really happened.