"There is sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love."
Washington Irving
I drove back to Leiper's Fork and pulled the code from my purse. I grabbed the pot pie and went inside. Colin was on the phone and saw me. He was so f*****g gorgeous. Each time I saw him, he captivated me. I heard him telling someone he'd call them right back.
He came to put his arms around and asked, "How was your day, love?"
I was so glad to see him. I said, "I forgot about some things so I went back to the apartment to take care of them. I bought us a pot pie. Would you like some?"
I left out seeing Evan at the pub. There was no sense in bringing up an incident t
