Chapter Sixteen
The newspaper thrown over the company phone in her apartment still covered the blinking red message light. She had successfully ignored it over the last three weeks, thinking the act of snubbing Clive and Padraig was an act of courage, part of her path to the rest of her life without them both. But now she had no courage, no will left to fight what had been inside her all along.
First message was a routine call from Clive, which she quickly deleted.
The second was recorded the day of her flight after she left her apartment for the airport.
“, answer this! Please!” Pause “You got to be there, lass. C’mon, pick up…” a frantic Padraig kept on. “Shelby, you there? Damn you, please pick up. You need to hear me.”
The message had come much too late, at least two hours after
