CHAPTER EIGHT
For thirty days and thirty intolerably long and lonely nights Gloria was alone, her mind continuously gnawed by the thought of what had happened to her once happy life. She avoided the Harpers, lay in bed most of the day, and drank too much.
At the start of her second month by herself she had a dream that she and Martin were back together and when she woke up her pillow was wet with tears.
That was the morning the letter arrived!
Gloria recognized Martin's hand writing and quickly she ripped open the envelope, positive that her dream had been a good omen-that Martin had changed his mind ... that everything would be all right between them.
Eagerly the beautiful young redhead began reading, and then her hands began trembling and the words blurred as her tears splashed d
