Seeing him again made me sick to my stomach.
He spoke to the waiting lady and swiftly moved his cart out of her path. A embarrassed grin spread over his face as he casually threw her what seemed to be an apology. His face was instantly brightened by the grin.
A ring of intense agony had tightened itself around my hips and sat down in my abdomen.
Aware of me staring at him, perhaps?
Carl's eyes widened as he looked in my direction. And when he recognized me, he straightened up and went on high alert as I stood there in my wooden best holding a bundle of hamburger buns. I had to uproot my life and go somewhere else. My body was sending me signals to get the hell out of there before I completely lost it. No one wanted to see a twenty-year-old woman struggling to stifle her tears while standing in the bread aisle.