Time seemed to stretch forever until Sara drove into the condominium complex and parked in front of Huxley"s unit. She raced up and rang the bell. No one came. She rang again, and he still didn"t answer. Huxley could be peeking out from behind the curtain and deciding he wanted nothing more to do with her. She turned to leave and realized the sedan that had been parked in Huxley"s space was gone. He had already left, probably in anger, right after she fled.
It seemed all Sara did lately was flee. She checked into the first decent motel she came to and took a shower. She had to try and wash away all the confusion. While standing in the shower, she wept. Wept for hurting Huxley, for losing the most decent man she had met in decades. Wept for being scared ever since moving into Talbot House.
