VERA'S POV

Hannah has been such a darling lately. She came over to help clean the mess in my kitchen and parlor the day after I broke down. She even got me a cleaning job through her husband’s agency, the only office that had a spot. I didn’t care. Work was work, and distraction was all I wanted.

I buried myself in that job, leaving home as early as five in the morning and returning long after nightfall. I volunteered for extra shifts just so I wouldn’t have time to think about him. The longer I kept moving, the less I had to feel.

Eight days passed, and I hadn’t...