When Vanessa walked out of the post office she was clutching two letters, both reminders of what she and Scotty had lost all because of a series of bad events stemming from her need to follow him while he was trying to take care of a situation that he should have never been involved in.
One was a letter from the hospital where she'd taken a lab test for the drug that Donald had slipped into her beer. She didn't even care about that anymore. He was dead. And at the way things were going, it might work against them, proving that she was just another factor in this stupid drug business.
The second was a letter from the admissions board of the university. Damn. Scotty would have been starting college the winter session.
Vanessa carried them into the house and placed them on the dresser in their bedroom for Scotty to open them if he wanted to know any of the information contained in the letters.
That night they made love as if it was the first and last time.