Five Years After My Husband
Now I had a crucial reason to return.
I waited until all my daughters were awake, dressed, and safely settled at school for the day.
Daisy had practically begged me to let her come along, but I insisted on handling this on my own and promised to call her before her lunch break.
I drove through a chilly gray morning, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white.
The mountain peaks loomed ahead of me, dark and intimidating beneath a thick blanket of low clouds.