Epilogue
Dallas
I slid the key into the lock of our townhouse in Boston, opening the door quietly. It was much later than I wanted to be home. My work habits had changed drastically in the last year. In a week, Audrey and I would be driving up to Haven’s Bay to spend our first Christmas together since we'd gotten married. In the year since last Christmas, Audrey had spent a few months in New York City before finally moving to Boston. I’d hated every day we’d been apart, but we’d spent weekends together. She’d accepted a position here in Boston working for the Environmental Protection Agency. She’d insisted on waiting until she had a position she wanted before she moved. I’d offered to relocate, but she preferred Boston because we could easily drive to Maine on weekends.
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