Chapter 4: RedemptionI watched as the door handle turned, slowly—hesitantly, I thought.
And there he was, Robbie looking, if anything, more beautiful than ever. But he was looking distinctly uneasy as well.
Has he come to apologize? To return the stuff?
I wasn’t just of two minds; I was thoroughly confused in my feelings and thoughts—waiting for a sign as to where he was coming from.
“Come on in,” I said, trying to keep emotion out of my voice.
He stepped through the door and closed it behind him. And I smiled—believe it or not. I just couldn’t help myself—his presence and all that. But I also felt a tightening in my stomach.
“Sure is cold!” he said, blowing on his hands. He was wearing his old jacket, and did not appear to have any gloves.
“Yes,” I said, standing up and still smili
