"They're not done, not by a long shot." His words are ringing in her ears until she squeezes her eyes tightly shut. They are. They are done. There is nothing of what they could have been left.

"Miss?"

She opens her eyes and finds the cab has come to a stop. "Right. Sorry." She digs into her purse and pays him.

She steps outside into the cold, pushing her small suitcase in front of her. The outlet mall is still crowded with people and still crawling with shoppers. She breathes deeply, pulling her coat in a little tighter.

She picks a shop at random to browse in. She moves around...