CHAPTER 5
There’s some kind of delay on the runway. Could be the weather. I hear there’s snowstorms all over the Midwest right now. Just perfect for flying into Detroit, right? I stop reading long enough to check the time.
Russel turns around in his seat. “Are you all right?” he asks. I’m not sure what prompted him to check up on me like this. Did he hear me stop reading and wonder what was going on? Did he sense the dark thoughts I’ve been having?
It’s like this sometimes. I can go weeks hardly thinking about Henry at all. In fact, until I started having panic attacks a couple years ago, I thought I was over my past entirely.
Shows how naïve I was.
I smile at my husband, worried that his compassionate eyes will see straight through me. That he’ll know what I’m keeping from him, the t
