Chapter 36 Melissa

• I could see Frank wanted this conversation to stop just as much as I did. But I wasn't done.
• I turned and walked out of the study, the door shutting softly behind me. The corridor remained silent, but the tension from the study followed me like a second skin. I walked back to the kitchen, hoping for a moment of clarity.
• Instead, I discovered my mother, her face pallid, standing at the window. She was peering out the window, her hands shaking slightly. My gut tightened at the sight.