She’d had a stomach problem that left her sick in the mornings but she always felt better by the afternoon and was able to eat. Having made the trip once, she knew where to get food and where to avoid. All in all the trip was pleasant enough, if she hadn’t been running away from everything she wanted. Was having him tell her he loved her really that important? Didn’t he show it in other ways? He did love her, she was sure of it, but he needed to be sure of it, too. Marriage scared her to death. Edgar had seen to that. Seen to it that every girlish notion she had about love and marriage was destroyed by the reality of her marriage to him. Though in her heart, she knew Caleb wasn’t Edgar, but without that declaration of love from him, she couldn’t give herself over completely. She needed it like she needed air to breathe and water to drink. She needed his love for her very survival. The cab pulled up in front of her three story building. She saw the office curtains were open and probably should check in with Sally, but tomorrow would be soon enough.
