She wasn’t my wife at the time, but I helped her get out of an abusive marriage, so she was moving into a different apartment just across the street from me. She was living to close to her ex and he wouldn’t leave her alone. It was just her and I loading the U-haul on
My name is Emily and I am twenty years old. I was home from college and I was to spend a weekend with my dad. My parents divorced a couple of years ago and I normally stay with my mother when I am home from school. This was my weekend to be with my father.
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Sunlight shone through the windows of the well-appointed parlor, bringing a welcome warmth to a slightly chilly Illinois day. Elizabeth studied the dark-haired, dark-eyed, woman seated across from her. Young, very young, not too far out of her teens, perhaps. Willowy. Her dress was clean, but plain and just a bit careworn, in sharp contrast