Those eyes tore right through me every time; they had been for days. Only it was worse now that we stood at the door to my little Nissan with my son, two goofy dogs, and what little we owned packed inside. “You know, it doesn't have to be over now, Hailey.” “What do you mean? You heard Jim, he's not rebuilding. I have no job, no home here and my family is a couple hundred miles away. For me, it's over.” “Marry me,” Ethan grabbed me by the shoulders, his eyes trying to break through the steel wall I'd erected around my heart. Something inside me melted just a little, that familiar fire smoldered in my belly. I could spend thousands of mornings with this man, watching the sun rise with each new promise. I could almost see a vision of us in those eyes. I reached up to run my finger along his jaw line. Somewhere in the back of my mind another picture arose unbidden. It was the picture of a little blue coupe driving away, down the street and out of my life. There was a little boy clinging to my leg crying.
