Chapter Eleven
~Kirsten~
Three Years Later…
“Kirsten, you’re doing the piece with the photographer,” Joleen Dixon tells me as she rushes by me in the corridor of the magazine. “Claudia’s sick.”
“The one with Tony Flynn,” my heart jumps, loins clenching briefly as I say his name. I’m not sure, even after three years, if I’m ready to face him again. I hope he’s forgotten. But then, I haven’t forgotten him, not for all he taught me about myself and the madman, magician that I’m married to. I’ll have to tell Billy, and I wonder what kind of response he’ll give me.
I don’t have long to wait to have an answer to my wondering. Billy and I are having lunch at a downtown café because he’s leaving town before I’m off work. He’ll be gone three weeks. I’m not used to long periods of separation, a
