Michael has his arm around me, supporting me as we walk through the hospital doors. I stop and pause, not sure I’m ready to be here again. I’m really beginning to hate this place, and hate is a strong word for me to use. “Libby, come on.” I hear the unease in the tone of his voice. “We need to go...
What the hell? I am standing in the middle of the sitting room surveying the case and suit carriers slung over the back of the couch.“I see they made the trip.” Alex laughs at my confusion.“I see. These belong to you?” I eye him curiously.“Yes.”“So why are they here?”“I just thought…”“You thought...
When we enter the apartment, after a brief hello with Joan, I head upstairs. Alex stays downstairs, I presume to give me time to remove my clothes and leave me to sweat. He could stay there for ages, or he might be going over details for tonight with Joan. I close the bedroom door behind me and h...