Charlotte stayed in her car for a long time. A quick glance at the clock on the dashboard told her it was only ten minutes, but each one of those minutes dragged. Watching Veronica and the young man make out turned her stomach, for no other reason than knowing these were the people behind a whole lot of hurt in and out of town.
After a while, the kissing stopped and talking began. There was laughing and gesturing as the man described something in detail. Charlotte took the odd photo but didn’t know what she was going to do with them. She wasn’t a detective and might be considered a stalker or p*****t now.
She imagined showing these to Sid. Would he fall over from laughing, or slap her into handcuffs? If Trev was here, he’d take her seriously. After he’d told her off for putting herself i
