Salome Veder

Unreal [act Ii] Salome Veder

"She's everything he needs..."Kyle LockI live to work and work to live. That's been my motto, my philosophy, how I've survived since the disappearance of Josephine two years ago. The media had been relentless: Killer. Criminal. Innocent. Fool. Not knowing what happened is slowly killing me. I've built an armor around my emotions. Not letting anyone has kept me sane. I won't rest until I find out what happened to my wife, and make whoever hurt her pay with their life. But to complicate matters is the last person I ever expected to distract me from the demons that haunt me: Sedona Mathison. "He's nothing like what she thought."Sedona MathisonAs much as I want to see Kyle Lock as nothing more than my boss, I can't help but notice the pain he still carries. I wish I didn't. I don't want to deal with someone else's emotions, their hurt, all that heavy past, but he understands, even if we never really talk to each other. Outwardly, we have nothing common. Except for one thing: Grief. Day by day, we're polite and we speak, but it's never personal, intimate, or meaningful. It's how we both like it. It's what we both need and strive so hard to maintain. I can't deny that being witness to his daily struggles gets to me in a way I don't ever want to revisit. Because I feel a similar kind of pain and grief that he does. The loss of something you know you'll never regain. But even as I try to ignore the mysterious disappearance of his wife, I can't help but wonder who this man is. And why I should bother. Or if I look too closely, I won't like what I see.