The Reckoning

There’s only three types of people who don’t leave a trace on internet—those who live as hermits, those who intentionally live off-radar or those who started as one person and are now masquerading as another.

“I had a run-in with Lorraine in the supermarket, and Holt interrupted right about when I was going to clock her—“
“That man’s always had horrible timing.”

Bobby’s affair didn’t make Sarah stop loving him. She couldn’t trust him any longer, and without trust, she felt there was no marriage.

It did no good to dwell on a past that had no future.

Alex pushed her shopping cart down the aisle of the Vodoun Sack-a-lot, trying to concentrate on buying food for Sarah’s house. So far, she’d picked up a tube of toothpaste, a bottle of cooking oil and matches. As long as they wanted to have a good breath while setting the house on fire, they were set.

My parents insisted on retiring in an RV and gallivanting across the country. I remain in a constant state of worry.

She opened her purse and took out a prescription for antianxiety medication (…) Ever since Sarah’s split with Bobby, she’d had trouble sleeping and concentrating. The meds took the edge off and allowed her to act normal even though she didn’t feel normal.