What We Find (Sullivan's Crossing, #1)

by Robyn Carr

One of the things I think about a lot when I’m alone is what makes a life well spent?

It’s the way we don’t tell the most important people in our lives the most important things. It was how men tended to be.

It’s come to my attention the last few years, sometimes men don’t say things they should to the people that matter to them. In trying to be strong and protective, they neglect to mention important things to the people they love.

the day you wake up and see that even though you been busy every second there’s a whole lot missing outta your life.

“But a midlife crisis used to have a lot to do with seeing forty staring you in the eye and asking yourself some important questions about whether it’s time to get that old.” Oh yeah. And for a woman it has a lot to do with her eggs.

Cal didn’t explain how much he liked the language of exceptional storytelling because in a way he was a storyteller, but he’d done it in court. He never made things up or lied, but he offered possibilities. Enough to cloud a jury’s decision. Enough to confuse human nature. Sometimes he’d complicate an already complex process—that was plotting. That was what the greats of literature did—they got their characters up a tree and threw rocks at them.

Good things happen to good people, too. Had she been properly mindful of the good things?

Stress management was almost a hobby for him. The rush he got from winning kept him going back for more. Then things changed. It wasn’t just losing Lynne, though that was huge. It was the fact that those things he had done to protect himself and his wife hadn’t worked.

My house, which was large and impressive, echoed. I loved surgery, even the most challenging cases. But my life was empty. You’d think saving lives would be more fulfilling, wouldn’t you?”