on Ellie’s shoulder, possessive and strange.
At 6:00 a.m., I gave up on sleep. I showered, dressed, and checked out of the hotel before breakfast. I made the two-hour drive in an hour and forty minutes, my foot heavy on the gas pedal, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles ached.
The next morning, I drove back to the farmhouse faster continue reading …
