She did that for seven days, then on the eighth day, she mistakenly left it on the breakfast table when she went upstairs to brush her teeth. When the phone rang, Eleanor looked at it and hesitated. Her relationship with Lindsay was tenuous at best, so she had to wonder wh...
he’d called it. Still, Abigail couldn’t get rid of the nagging apprehension that was scratching at her brain. After breakfast, she pulled on a pair of boots and ventured out to do some Christmas shopping. Abigail walked the full seventeen blocks to Market Street, all the while thinking how she...
“Where you been?” he asked. “At the bank,” she answered; her voice cold and sharp as a razor. Benjamin gave her an icy cold look but stayed with the hosing. “I wanted to withdraw my money…” “For what?” he asked sarcastically, “A trip to New York?” “It was my money! You had no right!” “I got every...