Chapter Eighteen
Billy Jo pulled the keys from her bag and shoved them in her mailbox, hearing the chatter around her and doing her best to ignore everyone. She couldn’t help but look over her shoulder again before looking back to the empty mailbox, though.
When she closed it up and turned, she took in the dark-haired woman opening the box behind hers, wearing a deputy’s uniform. She knew who it was, Carmen, a woman she’d had many reservations about but now understood so much better, as often happened when she took the time to understood what had happened to make a person the way she was and why she did what she did.
She should leave her alone, knowing that was all the woman really wanted, yet Billy Jo found herself waiting for Carmen to close her mailbox. When she turned, her unsmiling
