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THERE was no happiness after that.
Life became an empty soundtrack over the next couple of days, and it felt like Willa was living from memory. The memory of how she was supposed to get up and take a shower everyday. The memory of how she was supposed to drop Trevor off at the childcare center. The memory of how she was supposed to then go to work. Doing the recreational therapy job she’d settled for after she’d dropped out of medical school.
But then she woke to find Thel gone on Thursday morning. Her twin bed empty and the purse full of money left on top of their dresser with a note: Use this to get yourself a lawyer. Need to leave town for a while. Sorry.
It was more than she had gotten the first time Thel ran off, but she’d read the note with a sinking feeling. Knowing Thel’s “l
