He Was There Again
There they were again, sitting and chatting cheerfully, with big smiles on their faces and mugs of coffee in their hands. Sam didn’t get to see the man’s face, but he didn’t know if he wanted to. It would have made everything so much more painful.
He didn’t have the heart to keep witnessing the scene, and he just stormed back to the house. How could she do that to him? Who was that man?