In the end, Colin and I decided to move to a city in the south, a place with few people and beautiful scenery. Plus, it offered all kinds of interesting spots for us to get up to our favorite activities.
We were driving to the airport when a woman so skinny that she looked like a walking skeleton, dressed in clothes that were falling apart, stepped right in front of our car and blocked our way.
Then, I got a good look at her face and went completely still. It was Hailey.
She started slapping the hood of the car, her eyes darting around, and it was obvious that her mind had already unraveled.
"Help me," she said. "I don't want to be Richard's wife. I'm the Turner family's heiress! No, that's not right. I am Richard's wife, and he's going to beat me to death. Help me, please!"
As her sl
