Chapter 13

Leaving Laura Jenkins’ house, Jack Cheney sat in his car, foot on the gas pedal, but unsure where to go. The engine hummed idly, mirroring the chaos in his mind. Her words lingered, replaying over and over, refusing to let him go. "Sarah leaving might not be such a bad thing," Laura had said earlier, her tone both practical and sharp. "This isn’t the old days. New America has been around for decades, and there’s no such thing as a marriage with three people in it. It’s crowded, Jack." "You...