Chapter Twelve
Rain Fed Rivers  

                Lilly didn’t know how she arrived back at the car, but she sat in the backseat, heart hammering in her chest. She felt water at the edges of her eyes, but couldn’t cry. The emotion seemed foreign in a way, something that had never been connected to Gavin before. Crying meant attachment and that was something she never wanted to feel again. But still images of Gavin raced through her mind: sitting by the water with him, laughing at the strange expressions she would find him making as they sat in a car outside a gas station, him staring at her as she painted something completely pointless. The way he stood in the doorway of her house, finding it difficult to be there, but even ha...

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