CHAPTER 33It was morning, but it was hard to tell. Abby didn’t get out of the van. She hunched over the wheel and looked out at the hard rain pounding down on the windshield. The beach might as well not even be there for all that she could see. The sound of the rain on the roof was like a thousand mice drumming around her on tiny tin drums. She was crazy for even coming down here this morning. No way Paul drove all the way down here in this weather expecting to go for a run.
Except headlights turned into the parking lot behind her, cutting through the rain to illuminate the van. Abby shielded her eyes, but she couldn't see anything except the glare of the headlights in the rain. She watched with disbelief as the car turned and pulled into the space beside her. It had to be Paul. He was cr
