Though the last time she’d gone there had been a disaster—watching in disbelief as Kent struck Hank; ending her relationship with the young lawyer—Gwen knew that she couldn’t avoid it forever. Running away, even for a little while longer, wouldn’t help anyone. Besides, Kent had surely headed back to Chicago, likely cursing her with every mile the train traveled. With her father at the bakery, that left only her mother to deal with. As she drove, Gwen thought of all that had changed. Last night, as a storm raged all around her, she had willingly and happily given herself to another man. She was in love with Hank. Whatever future lay before her, she wanted to discover it alongside the handsome woodcarver. By breaking things off with Kent, she’d opened the door to a new life. Gwen parked along the curb in front of her parents’ house. She had thought she might have a moment alone to compose herself, to take a deep breath and consider what she was going to say to her mother, but it wasn’t to be.
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