She looked at him for answers, while he gazed back at her, so remote from her now that she shivered from the chill.
“You know, Maddy, this is one I won’t do.” He shook his head in disgust. “I don’t even want to.”
He might as well have shot her in the gut. “What’s that mean?”
“I’ve had enough of your demands for the heavy punishment.”
“You have?” She looked totally baffled.
“I have. Sure, I like whaling on your pretty rear. I even love making it black and blue from time to time—my own demons, but it’s time you went a little deeper and found out why you can’t let go of the guilt.”
“It’s about Robbie, Daniel!” she blurted out. She really wanted to scream. Her head hurt just thinking about it.
“Yes, but it’s more than that. You said it yourself. If you think punishment is the answer, th
