Chapter Nineteen
The two friends had agreed to leave Cornwall that night, but Sean was clearly not in a condition to drive. Maintaining that he wanted to have a few drinks with their comrades, he stayed at the clubhouse. Johnnie would not try to talk him out of it. After all, his friend looked like he could use a drink.
On his way out of the clubhouse, he sensed a familiar feeling: He couldn’t breathe; the air around him had become too thick. Susan’s smiling image flashed through his mind, bringing a bitter smile to his face.
“You were a damn good actress, Susan. I’ll give you that. Or, were you? I still wonder if you were for real or you were just pretending. I don’t know much about relationships, but I don’t think you can fake that smile. You looked so happy, baby. You were right. Tha
