“And I fell hard for this man. But he was never therefor me. Part of it wasn’t even his own fault. He was ambitious, wanted to make detective before he was thirty. And it was a tough job. Seattle was a lot rougher around the edges back then. So even when he was with me, which wasn’t all that often, really, he worked so hard, he really wasn’t. You know what I mean?”
Mac nodded. He just wanted to go up to his room and read.
“I finally had to let him go, even though the passion was red-hot, over the top, blazing.” She laughed. “And I really think I loved him. But we needed to part. That same fire that got me so worked up could have burnt me up as well.” She looked pointedly at Mac. “I said good-bye to him. To protect my own heart, you see.”
Mac nodded.