I bit into my bottom lip and stared for several long seconds at the all-telling photo. Although out of focus, it was unmistakably Laura and Daryl, outside a white front door with a stained-glass red rose detail. Their faces were less than an inch apart at opposing angles. Lips slightly parted,...
I looked down at the floor in the hall. Two pairs of shoes sat in the shadow of the hanging coats. “Answer me.” His voice grew harsher. “I’ve had enough of your games.” I bent down to touch the shoes. Lifting them up one by one, I rubbed my fingers along their soles. They were as dry as th...