Chapter Fifteen
Escape and Evasion
While Tony went to work, I went to college and worked in a small uptown café in the afternoons. We shared our evenings together in his apartment; Angel studying and Tony going over legal briefs. We divided our weekends between the city and the ugly granite house—between getting close in his small apartment and our wild imaginations in the old stone fort. It never seemed like life was real inside the country house … I always thought I was playing with time, somewhere in another world—borrowing the place and any minute the real owners would show up and I’d have to fly like a bird out the door. If I landed anywhere, it would be Back Streets.
Three months after I moved into Tony’s life, my fears caught up with me. Reality finally clutched my throat and tri
