Chapter Eleven
Left for Dead
Pre-dawn paling in the eastern sky was enough to wake him. Willis disentangled himself gently from Michelle, got dressed, thinking Amy was going to be seriously pissed, him being gone all night. He went out, hungry, perfectly aware that it was putting off the inevitable accusatory silence which he would deserve.
Amy was being Amy and Willis had responded by climbing into bed with the first woman to make herself available. That was not dealing with their problem. It was escape, avoidance, and cowardice. Rather than face his responsibilities, he had let Amy down. Worse, he had done it behind her back. So, who had he really let down? There was only one answer to that question. He’d let the guy in the mirror down. Himself. He was a man who faced his problems. Or
