Monday of the Full Moon.
Mid morning.
I took the day off from everyone and everything to spend time alone.
It was the day of the Full Moon. Sara had ignored all of my calls and texts since she got back to town. She would wait for me in the woods later at dusk. How I ached to hold her again.
As I stood in line at Sebastian's food truck, I reminded myself again that she was meeting me willingly because she anticipated a rejection. Not to listen to whatever I had to say.
There were two people in front of me now. The plan was to get coffee, say what I wanted, then leave. That was all. The same plan I had on Friday and Saturday when I'd come here, waited in line, got my coffee, and left without saying anything.
My one problem was the fact that I knew what Sebastian's reply would be. I d
