Continued from chapter 37.
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Mary had been sitting at the office computer for half an hour, staring at the white, empty space of the email she wasn’t sure she should send. Ricky’s name was in the recipient box, and below in the subject line she had typed: Thank you
Several times I had begun typing, only to delete everything when she realized she was saying too much. She wanted to tell him everything but knew she couldn’t. Still, she owed him something. Or at least, she felt like she did.
He had called the police when it would have been easier to walk away- She could never forget that, she was deeply touched that he had cared to let people know that she wasn't home, it was deeply touching to know.
“He could have robbed me of the expensive jewelry he knew I had or even broken into th
