The Woman Who Moved On

you do," Mark commented wryly the next day

dark look. "Don'

has a point abou

turning back

alone in his offic

go, sitting up late w

with a complex contrac

laced a plate of his favorite cookies beside him, and foun

t so gently, he hadn

rely tha

a bitter taste.

it go. Over lunch

, Ethan. Never asked for any

sted, his voice harder than he intended. "Don' t

d himself at a bar, dr

strange, unsettled fee

Mark' s probing – it was all a dull hum ben

pounding headache, the sun gla

felt caver

ng him water, no gentle

he first time, it didn' t feel l

lence. It was his father' s perso

or Mrs. Miller... I mean, for Sarah. He says she was the only one who understoo

eam of doctors and a nutritionist. Hire a spec

s very insistent... h

Sr.' s booming, a

ay to fix this. That girl knew things. She paid att

ne wen

s phone, a muscle

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rd. It was

ld dread began to u