Anne forces herself to return to work for a semblance of normalcy.
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I can hear the car crunching through the gravel while it drives away and my house suddenly feels huge and empty and silent. It’s an unwelcome feeling that I’ve never noticed before.
His scent lingers. Sweat, deodorant and a complex mix of other little things that is just him. It’s a thread of warmth in the sterile house and I follow it for a moment before I realize what I’m doing. Standing in the hallway to my bedroom, I clamp down hard.…
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The man watches as the young woman in professional clothing times her escape. He can see it in her face – the wicked smile and the constant glances as she finishes her food. And it wasn’t the first time he’d spotted her, no. He often dined around town during his lunch break and she’d shown up in two other restaurants around the same time.
He spills his salt as she takes a gulp of her
wine. She refills the glass with what
was left in the bottle while he traces a pattern in the salt. Once it complete, he leans forward to blow
the salt towards her. …