Julie couldn’t understand what might have brought Henry to her side of town.
He has come for you, dummy, as the thought occurred to her, her head spun, and she felt a bit dizzy.
Or maybe that was the effect of her alcohol-filled night?
As that fateful last word “You” fell off his lips, her eyes widened and it was all she could do to hold back a gasp of surprise and happiness.
She was jubilant on the inside, but tried not to show it.
“Funny you would say that,” she drawled while looking at her fingernails, “since you were the one that broke our thing off.”
“I did, didn’t I?” Was his reply as he scratched the back of his head a bit awkwardly.
Why was his tone timid, weak even?
Henry wasn’t the kind of guy to show weakness. What had happened to him?
“What happened?” She found
