Later, she would recall it down to the smallest detail, was able to see, hear, and smell everything, to stretch time out and contract it like a rubber band, especially the approach of the car. Rubbing one sandal against what felt like a mosquito bite on the other leg, Sara...
She tugged at her ponytail, making sure it fit smoothly through the hole in her baseball cap. In the last few days she’d tried to live with the reality that Eric had a girlfriend, that her relationship with him now was nothing more than being the mother of his child. She’d been angry to begin wit...