Chapter 17
Quinn let herself take a good, long look at Doug. The longest since watching him drive up staggered her so badly the day before, certainly.
Probably the longest of the last few times they’d tried and failed to stay together so many years ago.
She couldn’t remember the last time she’d only observed rather than trying to push herself away from him by finding fault, or trying to judge every part of him through the prism of her upset or hurt feelings.
Or remind herself how many times she’d walked away from him with a broken heart so she’d have the courage to do it again.
The lines around his eyes and mouth were deeper now than that morning, probably because he was confused and upset. But she saw how many of them reflected smiles and laughter rather than anger.
The tension of t
