Chapter 445: So Many Reasons To Cry

I sat in my car outside the door of a house I never expected to visit, jaw tight, body tense. I had to sneak away from the wedding prep-now set for tomorrow at last, only three days late and so what if it was a Wednesday, weddings didn't have to happen on a weekend, right?-to tackle this task I'd been sitting on for the last little while and just couldn't let go.

I really needed to just drive away and forget about it. Confrontation would get me nowhere, I was positive of that, and yet I just couldn't bring myself to leave. Instead, I tried to distract myself with deep breathing and recounting all the reasons I was happy, so happy and didn't need to do this to myself.

Jill had caught us up this morning on the wrapup of the case, as comfortable as sheriff as she'd been being deputy, though there was a tension around her now I could only attribute to Rosebert.

"I tried to fire them," she'd said without having to qualify who she meant. "Still working on it."