Why Her Lawyer Went Pale In A Motel Parking Lot

again, louder, fists trembling. After what felt like forever, the door cracked open. Diana’s figure filled the frame, arms folded across her chest.

“Rachel,” she said, tilting her head. “Didn’t expect you so soon.”

“What’s going on? Why can’t I open the door?”

She leaned against the frame, perfectly poised. “Because, dear, you don’t live here anymore.continue reading …