Crawl

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He loved her. She had no doubt. But he’d also betrayed her. And now they were on a road trip from Alabama to Georgia so she could spend some time with her mother in Warner Robins. Mom would comfort her and lead her in the right direction. After Colton returned home, he would make-do by himself; he’d feed the dog and write his books and watch his Doctor Who. And she, Juliet, would find out whether or not she still loved him. And if she didn’t? Perhaps she’d ditch her Judas and find herself. Or whatever it was that divorced thirtysomethings did.

Colton had been quiet since they’d left Mobile, and now he stared straight ahead, the red lights of the dashboard painting his stone face crimson. She thought, not for the first time, that he looked like Stonehenge. Or a Stonehenge. She wasn’t sure which the proper use was. Maybe Colton looked like a damn henge made of stone. His eyes had become baggier since his infidelity had been discovered. He also slumped more. Frumpy was the word that came to Juliet’s mind. His entire skin looked looser. Her big strong man had become a rotting pumpkin.

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