Jack was standing in the hallway when she opened the door. “I’m sorry,” he said. No preamble, no explanation. He knew she wouldn’t want him to fluff it up. “What happened?” “The helicopter crashed. We don’t know if it was pil...
She hated tardiness. Her employees understood it, given the random nature of her position, but she still found it unprofessional. She now deeply regretted her decision to wear three inch heels that morning. She should have gone with the kitten heels. She knew she’d be running around all day. Why ...
She’d vary her responses. She ran over them in her head, spoke them robotically, didn’t make eye contact. I don’t know anything. Leave me alone. I’m not talking. They tried at first. Put a chair in the middle of the room. Cuffed her hands tightly be...
She didn’t speak much, and Jack kept his arm around her shoulder the entire time. That was really all she needed, but he needed more from her. She had to find the strength to give him the closure he so desperately sought. Caroline slipped off her uniform, replacing it with one of Jack’s old Oxfor...