I stood motionless in the doorway, refusing to let her pass. I stared at the woman who had told me to call a taxi while my body was being ripped apart. Then I looked at Derek, who was glancing at his watch once again. part1
part1 Chapter 1: The Anatomy of Abandonment The rain did not fall; it attacked. It pounded against the endless row of black umbrellas gathered around the open grave, streaming down…





