All he could see in his mind’s eye was Amy’s taillights disappearing in the rain. He kept hearing the voice say, “Take a good look at what you’re throwing away.”
Jesse felt an unfamiliar emotion rising in his heart. At first, he couldn’t identify it. He had never felt it before. It was the fear of losing someone you love. Before he knew what was happening, he had gone from being a heart-breaker to having his own heart broken.
It was a jolting, unwelcome shift of conscience.
He never should have let her drive off alone in the rain. He had done something wrong and there was nothing he could do to make it right. His powers of self-forgiveness had always been truly awesome. Since when did guilt have a seat at his table?
He laid down on what served as their bed, a double mattress on the flo
