Chapter Fourteen
Abby was sitting up in bed with her thick blonde hair neat and shiny, reading a book. When Eric shut the door, she was watching him with something deep and soft and loving, and it reached across the room, right into his heart, and squeezed until he thought he’d go mad if he couldn’t see her. It was beautiful, just like she was, and his throat thickened. He almost choked at how much it would hurt for her never to look at him that way again. That was exactly what would happen if she ever learned of Gail’s dirty, cruel accusation.
Something caught his eye over by the lockers. Larry was watching Eric with such awkwardness that Eric wanted to race over there and throttle the man. The way his eyes widened and looked away, well, he just hated that s**t. Abby was watching him, a
