Chapter 6Violet was in the middle of unpacking in her luxurious condo when she spotted the purple yoga matt. Dawn’s birthday gift was going to stay in her office—since she lived there more than at home when she was in Canada—but Dawn had insisted on her packing it. “Take it and use it,” she’d said. “I know you and stress. And I don’t want to have to hear about your lower back when you have a perfectly good solution.”
Violet sighed. Drinking is a better solution here. Though maybe, she reconsidered, that’s what got Mick into this mess.
Violet brushed sweat-damp hair from her face. She hated how much Mick was already creeping into her daily, banal thoughts. Maybe yoga would be a good idea. She’d only done a handful of yoga poses in the past, but it had always looked very relaxing.
Then ag
