Bittersweet Reunion

“You’re not as I remember,” Jennifer Howe sipped lightly from her steaming cup, “but I can’t quite place my finger on it.”

“It has been a few years. I don’t believe I’m the same man you knew at all,” Kowalski smiled.

“You still have your old smile,” Jennifer smiled as well, “You’re not completely different. I’m sorry, would you like some coffee?”

“No thank you, Jenn. I’m afraid I didn’t come for the reunion. You remember Lesley?”

“Lesley Park? Yes, I remember her.”

“She’s dead,” Darrin Kowalski’s voice faltered, “She’s dead, Jenn.”

“I don’t understand,” Jennifer said, “How?”

“I killed her.”