Girlfriend Tapes -

“I’m afraid of being alone,” Marcus said.

“That you never, ever try to leave,” she said. Her voice was steady, but her eyes were wet. Girlfriend Tapes

The first tape was dated seven years ago. She slid it into the vintage player he kept under the TV. Static hissed, then resolved into a grainy image of a living room she didn’t recognize. A young woman with auburn hair sat on a floral couch, reading a book. She looked up, smiled at the camera—at Marcus, behind it. “I’m afraid of being alone,” Marcus said

“Find one?” he asked.

It started, as most bad ideas do, with a locked drawer in a shared apartment. “I’m afraid of being alone