Runaway Vampire by Lynsay Sands

Author:Lynsay Sands
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-01-12T16:00:00+00:00

Eleven

Dante glanced toward Mary with a frown. She’d quite suddenly gone silent, and considering the topic, he was concerned about her. After another moment passed in silence, he said gently, “You must have been very hurt.”

“Hurt?” she asked dryly, and then snorted. “I was freaking furious.”

Dante’s eyes widened and he glanced quickly her way, taking note of her anger now just at the memory. She was nearly vibrating in her seat with it. Shifting his gaze back to the road, he cleared his throat and asked, “Because the boy was proof Joe was continuing to have affairs?”

“No,” she assured him. “Not about the affairs. I didn’t give a rat’s ass about the affairs by that point. I had been completely asexual since the miscarriage, shutting down that part of myself. What I cared about was his children. I was furious that he’d had them, and paradoxically, furious that he hadn’t been a part of their lives or taken any responsibility, even monetarily, for their existence.”

“Ah,” Dante murmured, and wasn’t sure what to say to that.

Another moment of silence passed and then she announced, “I left him that afternoon. I packed up the kids and checked into a motel and made an appointment with a divorce lawyer, all by dinner.” She swallowed and then admitted, “But I never went to see the lawyer.”

“Why?” Dante asked at once, and when she didn’t answer right away, glanced over to see that she was peering out the window at the passing scenery. Her expression was closed and he shifted his gaze back to the road, simply waiting.

After a moment, she sighed and said, “Carol came to see me at the motel. We were good friends even then. Dave and Joe often traveled together, and we were each other’s support when they were gone. So, of course, I called her with the crushing news of Joe’s betrayal. She came rushing to the motel and we talked and cried for hours. She thought I should leave him, of course,” Mary added wryly. “And then she gave me the number of a therapist her sister had been trying to get her to go see. She had no interest in counseling, but if I wanted the number . . .”

“Surprisingly, I did. I knew I was angry and had contributed at least somewhat to things, and I didn’t want to carry that anger and self-destructive streak on out of the marriage and into any future relationships. So, I called this therapist. Her name was Linda and she just happened to have a cancellation the next morning, so I went to see her. It was the best call I ever made.”

“Really?” he asked, and couldn’t hide the doubt he was feeling on the subject. She had stayed with Joe, after all, something he thought was just wrong after everything the man had done. He would have thought a good therapist would have insisted she leave, not convince her to stay.

“Yes, really,” Mary assured him solemnly, and then explained, “Linda listened patiently to my tale of woe about my marriage.

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