I could quit. The thought resonated like a gong. I could say goodbye to the stress and the competition and live life like the people of Bridgewater—surrounded by friends, enjoying life. Being loved.
I could be a lawyer in Montana. Sam did it. Why couldn’t I? But would I? It would mean giving up everything I’d been working toward, everything I’d thought I’d wanted for so long. Was I ready to make that sacrifice for the Kanes?
As I pulled into Sam’s driveway, I still didn’t have an answer.
SAM
Jack and I hauled a truckload of boxes out of Charlie’s house and took them to the dump before coming back to my place to wait on Katie. Manual labor had been a great distraction from the elephant in the room but now we had nothing to do but sit and wait.
“You don’t look nervous,” I said. Not that
