The thought hit Leah like a wave, leaving her unsettled.
She stopped rummaging through her things, closed the cabinet, and walked briskly to her desk. These days, Leah had been tutoring students online, helping them with assignments. The children were earnest, and she, too, was sincere in her teaching. Textbooks and notes cluttered the desk, a testament to her dedication.
Leah pulled open a drawer and retrieved a beautifully designed notebook. It was a gift from a student she had tutored, a high schooler named Nelson, who sent it to her after being accepted to their dream school.
She sat down, opened the notebook to its first page, and wrote the day’s date.
From the CAB Club to Orchard View Villa, the drive had taken forty minutes. Coupled with the halfhour she’d spent searchin
