was enough.
The nurse with the blue glasses came in with two guards. Diane tried to gather her papers from the floor, dropped half of them, cursed, then bent in her tight red dress to scoop up what she could.
At the door, she looked back at Robert.
“You wasted my life.”
Robert stared at her.
Valerie almost corrected her.
Almost.
Then Diane was gone, perfume continue reading …
