Chapter 14With all the dignity, calmness and strength she could command, Melissa stood and walked quietly into the house. For a few minutes, she needed to be alone. Crossing to the breakfast bar, she sank down in one of the chairs, leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes. They burned as if she’d been weeping for hours.
God help me. What have I done? Beware what you wish for…will I never learn?
After a moment, Lawton’s most recent remarks began to run through her mind. So much about him she didn’t know. The bald words told her so little—when their mother was killed…I never tried to get them back…staying away was the best safety I could give them.
Months ago, when she’d invented his past, she’d never imagined anything quite as stark as the images conjured by those terse phras
