Chapter 11
Kristen put on some old jeans and a cap from her favourite baseball team, which was also Brian"s. She left the house and walked slowly to her car, a small convertible her father had given her when she was 16. He had always done that. He made up for his absence with overpriced gifts. These gifts could not satisfy this empty space that his non-presence created. At just twenty-two, she was still seeking her father"s affection. She couldn"t fill the void inside her.
Kristen started the car and looked at her face in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were still red and swollen. She had cried all night thinking of Brian. She sighed and engaged the gear shifter. She had no destination in mind and took a random route. She stroked the small amulet which had an intertwined B and K that Bria
