Chapter 54

I walked down my street, saw the shiny new manhole cover which had marked the start of my undoing, then it was up the front steps, and after unlocking the door, I was safe.

Running into the front room, I buried my face in the overstuffed cushions on the sofa. I wailed out my anguish, stupidity, and deep sense of sadness that my hoped-for dreams of building a life together witha beautiful, redheaded copper had come to naught.

“Why, Liam? It’s not fair…it’s just not fucking fair. I love you, I’d have made you as happy as any man could ever wish to be. I would have adored you, cherished you, and put you up on a pedestal and worshiped you.”

I ran the full gamut of emotions, from sadness to anger, from relief that at least he now knew, to resignation that I was still alone in the world.