The Slap That Ended Everything

through the rain because somebody important had probably decided not to keep celebrating under orchids anymore.

Then Linda texted me.

Laptop confirmed. You were right about the second phone.

I closed my eyes.

Of course there was a second phone.

Of course.

“Home?” my driver asked.

I opened my eyes.

“No,” I said. “Office.”

He nodded and pulled away from the curb.continue reading …