Chapter 9
Ally pulled into the driveway, listening to the hum of the windshield wipers as they passed across the glass. She could almost hear the bathtub calling her name. The hot water would soothe her skin. What better way to help her forget the last few hours of her life.
She’d been so lost in thought she hadn’t noticed everyone else leaving the office hours before she did. Even the drive home became a blur.
Only one thing stood in her way of unwinding with milk and honey bath salts—the familiar figure standing at her door. She didn’t know why her mother had stopped by her house nor did she care. All she wanted was to be alone.
Killing the engine, she listened to the raindrops beat against the roof. They pounded in a rhythm that matched the ones in her chest. Strong, steady, miserab
