The Husband Who Vanished

ut my mind was su

nce. A horrible, terr

d phone. The one the project allowed f

the contact

ing. Us on the couch, his arm around me. Loving messages sent

Dav

reenshots of everything. E

I always carried, a tiny sliver

sure of con

took a deep breath and w

rminal. The no

then

vi

ight, that sam

lly back!" he wheez

attempted kiss.

was col

lly wounded. "Sarah

cue. David with that same look of p

asked, his voice laced with disappoi

er this time. "My husband i

ne, ready to sho

art s

. They wer

's face in the photos morph

es now addressed

-time. A digital nightma

inated and official-looking. "See? Sarah Mil

s eyes. "She always gets like th

wary of Kevin's approach,

d husband. I was

vin sobbed, "after I w

m around Kevin. "It's oka

ly. "She needs res

ing me as delus

first life. The

deeper and more insidio

ht them here.

I stammered, clutching m

ll back a little

tack. My o

bed my luggage and pushed through

t away. I h