Ghosts of the Past

Ghosts of the Past: Chapter 29; It's in the details

The plane touches down in Detroit and with that the reality of having to confront her phone. Chloe steps out of the luxurious bed, the other side of it empty, Marshall must already be up.

She closes the door behind her and sees Marshall on the couch, angrily tapping at his phone.

"Kim?"

"Yep" Marshall replies briskly

"So not untouchable?"

"Subtle. I am pretty used to the passive underlying when it comes to the arguments"

"I'm not starting anything, just asking a question" she feigns innocence

"Smart" he says looking up at her, a slow smile starting "Good play when you know the answer is going to lead to me being wrong"

"Clearly your match Marshall"

"Ok, so you were right it might not have been the way to go about things" he concedes.

"Wow you have grown, I expected more of a front about that"

"What can I say" he shrugs "Therapy may work?"

"Or you know just what to say" she offers instead.

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"Like I said" he leans back in the booth spreading his arms against the top of the beige lining, he had forgotten who he was playing with here, at his core she knew him better than anyone.

"Only A+ you got in your life yeah?" she sits down next to him and reaches to take a sip of his juice.

"Well that little jab was unnecessary" he mocks offended "But yeah you were right."

"Am I busting out Deshaun's old dance moves right now" she moves to stand up and he bursts out laughing. In the shitstorm that was occurring (one by his own making sure, but when hadn't they been?) he was reminded why it had happened and he had no regrets, well except maybe about the execution.

"You know he still does that?" he moves closer to her, "In fact he may have had the opportunity to do so the other day"

"Let me guess" she shuffles across closing the little space left between them, "He gave you the hard truth about coming out"

"Obviously"

"Well fuck he is going to be doing the dance to end all dances"

"Na, he didn't think you would come back with me"