Tyler
My thoughts are in overdrive, racing through the possibilities. What is she doing? Maybe it’s better not to know. Judging by the look on her face, you’d think she sold our children’s kidneys to fund an acrylic nails habit. But knowing Hailey, and the strong, stubborn type-A she is, I’m guessing she’s just standing there wondering whether she’s making the right decision. Not in the act itself, but in leaving her wallet—leaving identification close by. On the one hand, she wants there to be proof. On the other, she knows that the things we lose are not always better off found.
identificationI watch as she paces back and forth several times, wearing the grass thin under her feet, finally deciding that yes, this is the right decision and it’s a good thing, too. This is not the time for
