Chapter 9
Sam turned into the middle school parking lot and pulled behind a minivan. He’d been picking Missy up from school every Wednesday since she was in kindergarten.
He was hoping some time with his half-sister could get his mind off of Hadley.
Did Hadley honestly think he’d be able to forget what she said to him? All he could do was think about it every damn second of every damn day. He couldn’t even get a reprieve in his sleep. No. Every time he closed his eyes, there she was, looking broken and lost as the words slipped from her lips, and all he could do was stare at her in disbelief.
He wanted to go back in time and fix things, but he had no idea how to do that.
It had been a month, four full weeks, since he’d seen her. No matter what he did he couldn’t bring himself to even
