It had been three weeks and two days since she’d last seen Brad—since she moved out of his house. This was Bob’s weekend with Katy, and for the first time since moving; Emily was at a loss as to what to do. So, she cleaned the house, top to bottom, then wandered to the store to grab dinner and rent a movie.
Emily wandered the junk food aisle. Forget dinner; she needed snacks, chips and dip to go with her movie. She stuffed not one, but two bags of the extra salty ripple chips into her basket. She whipped around the corner positive she had all she needed to assemble a tasty dip. Looking down in the basket instead of straight ahead, she was nearly knocked over. Emily stepped back and wondered to herself whether she’d gasped when she gazed into his soft brown eyes. Of course, her stomach sta
