CHAPTER 31
“YOU’RE MAD NOW, AREN’T you? I can tell you’re mad.” Sandy passed Carl his lunch from the restaurant and pulled out a few other snacks she had picked up during their shopping spree.
“I never said I was mad.” Carl’s voice was expressionless as he unwrapped his sandwich.
“Yeah, but I should have talked with you about it first. It’s just that I was telling Kennedy about Guy in the car, and I was thinking about Wayne and Noah never having a chance to reconcile before ... But still, it wasn’t right for me to jump in full-speed and start making ...”
“It’s not that, hon.” Carl reached out to stroke her cheek. “I’m just tired, that’s all. Tired of the hatred, the hypocrisy, the broken relationships. And I just can’t help feeling like somehow this is all my fault. Maybe if I’d talked
