She Cradled the Smoking Gun: Ch 9
Lisa wrestles with regrets but her friend Selena eases the pain
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Lisa trudged up the steps to the second floor and her knees weakened as she turned to the bedroom. The strength she had in holding herself together crumbled and she began crying.
Why?
What could have been done differently?
She ran a hand over the bedspread. How long had it been since she and Paul had slept in the same bed?
Keeping her composure while driving from Santa Barbara to Encino on the morning that the police called was a major feat. But now, her body ached and she needed time to fall apart and space to think. Planning her next moves seemed impossible under the close eye of Detective Stone. What was he thinking?
Clearing out Paul’s things would bring closure, but it seemed too soon and wouldn’t look right getting rid of his things with the investigation going on. Lisa felt dazed and thought she was dreaming when she heard her name called.
“Lisa.”
The voice grew closer. “Lisa.”
Selena.
