“You ready?” Gritting my teeth, I turn back to the fire and pull the deck of cards from my pocket. Give them a lazy shuffle. We both know he’s not asking if I’m ready to drive over to Cove, but rather, if I’m ready to be back. Of course I’m not, but I can’t fester on the sofa with a bowl of candy balancing on my stomach forever. She’s gone. Just like I needed her to be. I just didn’t think she’d take my entire center with her.
