Why Her Lawyer Went Pale In A Motel Parking Lot

time. Eventually, I drove to a motel off Highway 204, a place that reeked of bleach and mold. I used Ethan’s emergency credit card and rented a room for three nights.

That night, I didn’t sleep. I kept picturing Diana sitting in my chair, Joseline eating off my plates. They hadn’t even let the body go cold.

The next morning, Tuesday, I woke to church continue reading …