It began to storm. Connor thought the howling wind, pouring rain, rolling thunder and flashes of lightening were appropriate for the story Lacey was about to tell him. She held his hand and clung to it, so instead of sitting …
Someone grabbed her, spun her around and shoved her up against the wall making every bone in her body jar painfully. Lacey wasn’t going down without a fight. She kicked, she scratched, she snapped her teeth at anything that …
Week 136 – Connor stormed out of his apartment into the night Read More »
Connor stared at the photo of Lacey he held in his hands. It was only her drivers license photo, and her unsmiling face stared back at him, but he still thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever …
Her leg hurt. Really hurt, a kind of pain she had never hurt before. But as excruciating as it was it couldn’t compare with the pain in her heart. Callie was dead. Because of her. Because Todd had come after …
Connor couldn’t stop thinking about the woman, who’s name he had finally learned was Lacey. Lacey Bentley, aged twenty-three, parents deceased, no siblings, and a recent divorce. That was what he had managed to learn about her while he was …
Week 133 – Sitting in the hospital corridor waiting Read More »
