Just a beginning.
Later that night, I stepped outside. He was still there.
“You’re not off the hook,” I said.
“I know.”
“They’re going to have questions.”
“I’m ready.”
For the first time in fifteen years, there was no silence left.
Just a beginning.
Later that night, I stepped outside. He was still there.
“You’re not off the hook,” I said.
“I know.”
“They’re going to have questions.”
“I’m ready.”
For the first time in fifteen years, there was no silence left.