“Where are you going?”
Ashley shoved another pair of pants down in his bag. “Where do you think?”
He hadn’t been staying home at all. Every day he found another reason to go to Nashville, or stay there. “I just feel like I haven’t seen you is all.” I sheepishly admitted. His cool exterior barely softened as he watched me shrug away from his person and back out into the main room.
The rustle of his clothes pounding into the duffel hurt my ears. It was like he wanted to avoid me, and not just the house. I could understand why he wanted to be away…honestly, I could. But as often as he’d tried to ease my guilt about the boy’s disappearance, he’d had no problems of late heaping the blame in my direction.
Carefully sinking my bottom onto the side of the bed, I waited for him to emerge. If o
