Chapter Forty-FourSea Scope: Present day
I woke with a start from a vague memory of the dream, or was it a dream memory? Derek and I had been discussing his decision for us not to proceed with fertility treatments. I had only learned of Glen's death the week before. Although Derek remained steadfast in his opinion that things would work out for us without intervention, I still prayed he would change his mind. We'd walked on the beach afterwards, but it hadn't been the same. Neither had it ended with a romantic encounter.
I got up and showered using one of the rose-scented soaps Wanda left in the guest bathrooms. It was a concoction she prepared from all-natural ingredients. I substituted it for my Dove body wash and indulged myself in the scent. Afterwards, I threw on a pair of jeans and
