T
he hot water felt too good to get out of the shower just yet. A few more minutes—only a few more.
Tess turned and faced the stream of water. Closed her eyes and tried to block out all the doubts trying to creep in. But it was hard. Every time she closed her eyes, Aaron was there. If her mind drifted even for a second, it was Aaron’s face she’d see. Right before she went to sleep; making something to eat; getting dressed. All of it the same—Aaron found his way in.
Hello, mom.
Tess’s mother signed in return. Thanks for stopping by, sweetheart.
Thanks for stopping by, sweetheart.In one hand, June held a glass of white wine even though it was only three o’clock in the afternoon. In the other, a Virginia Slim smoldered between her fingers. Somehow, the woman managed to sign with both a w
