CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
By the time the sedan Anna was traveling in reached the town where she had grown up, where she had lived most of her life, she was in tears again. To think returning here meant her death. People would be able to say that she had lived and died in one town. A cruel joke that would be. The most she had seen outside of this place had been her college days and the time spent on the road with the carnival. Of the two, Anna much preferred the carnival. She smiled at that thought. Her thoughts drifted to Blake, to the way he looked and talked. Thinking of him made her want to cry even more. She found herself wondering what might have happened between the two of them if these men hadn’t found her, hadn’t brought her back here to die. Could they have made a life of it? Anna wasn’
