I hit the red button on my phone, and a surge of anger flies through me. Without giving any thought, I throw my phone against the wall, shattering it. I stare at its tiny pieces scattered all over the floor. Whatever I saw in that loser will puzzle me for the rest of my life. I see Tad for his true self unstable and dangerous. I’m lucky I’m alive.
I hear keys rattling in the door. Then the door swings open and I flinch, but then I relax. I can tell by the familiar breathing that it’s Jeff. Besides, who else would have a key?
I quickly make myself presentable and make my way to the main room. I turn the corner and Jeff’s drinking milk from the carton. I smile shaking my head. Some things never change. “Hey, you’re home early!”
“Oh … yeah!” He puts the cap back on the milk and sticks it b
