Fifty-Two
Shiloh resisted baking for Cary every time she had a few hours to spare. She resisted sending him candy and trail mix and
Cracker Jack.
It was bad enough that she’d pinned his photo to the wall by her desk, right next to photos of her kids. She’d mentioned that
in one of her emails because she felt guilty about it, because it felt like an overstep.
Shiloh wanted to warn Cary...
That she was thinking about him too much. That she was having her way with his memory. That if he were to send her another
photo, she’d put that one up, too.
Cary should know that Shiloh could never be normal about him. He was always going to be her favorite. She was always going
to want his attention.
He’d have to take himself away from her completely again if he didn’t want that.
He was going to have to hide himself somewhere less accessible than the middle of the Pacific Ocean.