My Sweetest Escape

probably still at the factory where he worked as an engineer. His college degree made him a bi

ing. I needed to confirm my suspicions. The diner w

e booth behind

with Stella Todd again? Dow

things. I feel sorry for his fiancé

. The words didn't sting this time. They were

ong. I saw them near the home goods section, standing close, his hand on the small of her back

ts, my heart a cold, steady drum. I

ella asked, her voice a soft, manipulative whi

do anything I say. I've got her completely wrapped around my finger. I just need to convin

was a young widow, a fact sh

e lit up. "A

efit for his family-the right to buy one of the old foreman houses for next to nothing. She doesn't even know about it yet.

th pain. With clarity. He already sa

's instinct, was to run. To go to

ne forged in a lifetime of

nt store, not towards the bus station,