He Thought He Could Walk Back Into Our Lives Like Nothing Happened — But What Waited at the Door Turned His Smile to Terror

but couldn’t find words that would make this better. Then he spun on his heel and started walking back toward the street where Mike’s car still idled at the curb.

“Where are you going?” I called after him, my voice breaking.

“Mike’s place,” he tossed over his shoulder without looking back. “Since apparently my own house is off-limits now. Since I’m not continue reading …