No expectations. Just a weekend in paradise, something to look back from the future and remember.
No expectations. Just a weekend in paradise, something to look back from the future and remember.* * *
He was filling Blake in on the developments of his trial with Bethany, bringing him up to date without the media’s brushstrokes of embellishment. He’d have liked to say he’d felt Carol’s presence on a spiritual level, but it was nothing so mystical. He sensed someone nearby, smelled the subtle scent of her citrusy perfume. And there she was.
She looked great.
Better than the first time he’d seen her at the airport, cheeks pink from the cold, her hair mussed from the wind, her tawny eyes shining with some inner glow. His parents always talked about how they’d met, high tales about recogniz
