Spencer was supposed to arrive soon and install the locks on the doors. She was looking forward to the distractions because she had just called her supervisor at the bank and resigned her position. Her mouth had been so dry she wasn’t sure she was going to get out the words. But she had. And it was done. She was still wavering about her long-term plans, but she couldn’t abandon the girls now. And her job wouldn’t keep. Hannah gathered her skirt in her hand and crossed the yard to meet the tow truck driver who’d just arrived. The cab of his white truck had the letters Apple Creek Towing with a little Amish buggy on the side. She smiled at the irony of it. She figured it was all in the marketing. The tow truck driver hopped out of the cab, a perplexed look on his face. Hannah forced a smile and shook her head. “It’s a long story.” She handed him her AAA membership card and smiled at him. While he was calling in her information, she grabbed her cell phone and charger from the car.
