Drew just wanted to get Yvonne off his text stream. Out of his life. Where he thought she already was. But she’d been texting him all morning, and now she wanted to meet for coffee.
No, he’d told her. Meeting for food or drink was what people did who were dating, and he wasn’t interested in getting back together with Yvonne. Not now, not ever.
NoThe image of Gretchen crying in that empty farmhouse ran through his mind as he crossed the street to the park. When he’d seen her there, his whole heart had collapsed, and he didn’t want her to go another minute without knowing how he felt about her.
“Yvonne.” Drew approached the statue in the center of the park, where the woman stood gazing up to the umbrella there. He’d suggested they meet here—a public place where they couldn’t be mistaken f
