Back in Denver, Matt went about his normal routine. He went to work and came home much as he had been doing for the last two years. Occasionally, he would go out with some guys from work, but that was about it. He didn’t have much of a social life and hadn’t in more than two years. Not since Connie’s death. He certainly hadn’t dated since then. Up until now, the idea had made his stomach hurt. It took him a few weeks but he’d come to terms with JV’s past. He had finally realized he was less troubled by what had happened to her. He hadn’t dismissed it, it was horrible and traumatic. She’d gone through it alone and that bothered him. She’d suffered through one of the most horrific things he could think of without any support, and that tore him up inside. Even with the stress of work and the
