Chapter Fourteen
Years Passed
Quick walking the wide, pedestrian-clogged city sidewalks always gave her a burst of energy. She received men’s stares with a confident slight smile, as if she didn’t need them. She was a married woman, established in her career. Diane could almost believe she had it all.
The woman with the dark hair emerged in her periphery and brushed against her as she deftly rounded a tourist. She exuded a confidence that dwarfed the one Diane had just been enjoying, but Diane felt compelled to quicken her step and keep the woman at her side—even though it meant sharing glances of admiration from men traveling the other way. Waiting at a crosswalk, the woman seemed to sense Diane staring and turned. Only after she smiled and said Diane’s name, did Diane recognize her. S
