to her new home, but first, Candace had one last s
uietly. She found an envelope, placed the last of her cash inside-two hundred dollars to cover the ren
picking up her last box, filled with her precio
of, have you?" she sneered. "Don't com
For the first time, she didn't feel the familiar sting
dace said, her voi
car, feeling a profound sense of release, as if she had just
more intimidating, a monument of gleaming glass that scraped the sky.
rl, I can't live here," she whispered, her hands clammy. "Thi
ringly. "Nonsense. It's just
levator that opened not into a hallway,
t and her breath c
eathtaking, panoramic view of Olympia Bay. The furniture was minimalist-a low-slung white sofa, a glass c
iving room as if she were in a m
bled. "How did Gauge ge
of a friend of mine. He was transferred overseas for a year on short notice and needed a reliable ten
the alternative-that her husband of less than twenty-four hours was a monumental lia
aining from her shoulders. "Ok
, gesturing down a hallway to the left. "And that's Gauge
d with empty bookshelves, and a kitchen with applia
deal," she said, her practical nature rebelling against the opulence. "A supermarket
hat, honey. You just worry about settling in and... getting to know my
hug, Pearl left. "I'm so happy,
t, and Candace was left alone in
ike tiny toys, the people like ants. She felt just as small, just as insignificant. She was an imposter in
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