Sentenced to Death by Betty Hechtman

Author:Betty Hechtman [Hechtman, Betty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severn House
Published: 2022-10-11T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

It didn’t. The next morning, after spending too much time staring at a blank screen, I pushed away from my desk. ‘I need to get out of here for a while,’ I said out loud. Rocky was asleep on the burgundy wing chair in my office and opened his eyes for a moment and then closed them again. When I checked the front windows, the sun was shining and the sky was a hazy blue. The weather could be turbulent at this time of year. A change of the wind, and a cold front could move in and create thunderstorms. I was determined to seize the moment and take advantage of the peaceful sky and go out. I’d been sitting too much anyway and needed a walk to stretch my legs and clear my mind.

I considered checking in on Sara, but it was quiet as I passed her door on the second floor. Maybe she and Mikey were both catching a nap. I was surprised at how warm and moist the air felt when I got outside and took off my hoodie and tied it around my waist, glad to be out in the world and away from my computer.

I turned on 57th and headed east toward the lakefront. A group of joggers went past me with the same idea. There was something about walking along the shore that always refreshed me and, I hoped, would inspire me. The 57th Street Beach was deserted for now, but in another month the lifeguards would be back, the sand would be sprinkled with beach towels, and the sound of the waves would be mixed with the squeals of kids playing in the water. I couldn’t pass the beach without thinking back to how my mother had taken me there on summer mornings. How excited I’d been to take off my shoes and run through the sand. The water would feel cold at first until the first dunk, which always left me breathless, and then I’d be used to it and splash around until my mother got me out and wrapped me in a towel. How safe and happy I’d felt.

I let out a sigh. No chance of feeling that supported and cared for anymore. I was on my own, trying to make a living by my wits. And working on not getting too stuck in my ways. I honestly believed that I had become more of a whatever sort of person. Even the situation with Ben. I wanted to just let it be and allow it to progress on its own.

It was funny with relationships. If people were too difficult, it was a problem, and if they were too easy, it was a different kind of problem. It seemed a wonder that anyone got together.

I deliberately didn’t think about Amanda and her letters. It worked best when I focused on other things and let my unconscious work its magic. I steered my thoughts to the house tour. It always fascinated me to think about how my perception of things changed.

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