answer.
My body ached.
I listened for movement somewhere in the house. Nothing.
Terry’s car was still parked in the driveway — I could see part of it through the bedroom window. Then I heard his phone buzzing from what sounded like the kitchen counter down the hall. That meant he hadn’t left and was home.
But I was stuck.
At first, I didn’t move. I just sat there for the next half hour, trying to make sense of it. The same helpless feeling I had fought so hard to get
