She’d found freedom, and the only way to enjoy it for what it’s worth, was to pay a high enough price where guilt couldn’t take over all else. The longer she sat in her car, guilt replaced her anger and dread, but she knew she could afford just about anything at this point. Eventually she would b...
“Let me go…you barbaric…” “Not until you understand,” he said, perhaps certain that if he kept her in this room, she would. “Let me go,” she hissed at his face. “You’re behaving like a fool!” her father announced. “I’m—I’m behaving…” She could barely breathe, let alone speak. “Let the man explain...
Inwardly she wondered when Jake Giotti had gotten so all-fired philosophical. Time spent wisely? This, coming from a man with a snake tattoo on his friggin` arm, and who’d slept with another woman—many women? Liddy was trying to separate the good from the bad, and getting nowhere but on the path ...