CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
The parking lot outside the diner seemed quieter tonight, making me very much aware of what was going on around me. The more I gazed at it, the more I saw how normal life was for everybody except me. Everybody else was going about their daily life while mine was strangling the hell out of me. Cars honked impatiently across the street, a couple fighting, some are laughing while others are consoling each other; so very normal. And here I was, sitting while watching then, wondering if there was truly a way out of this. My phone rang again-it was probably the hundredth time tonight- but I ignored it, despite knowing neither Peggy, Mum, Leon or Thomas would not stop calling me until I pick up. How could I face them now?
“Red,” Lucian called and I turned my attention from th
