Tom walked into the room where there was still some stragglers hanging around talking and even laughing. He looked around, but didn’t see the person he was looking for. She had left and he regretted that he didn’t get a chance at least to say hi.

He made sure to speak with those he missed before he went upstairs with Dan. Tom thanked them for coming, told stories about Tiffany, and managed even to eat some chicken and green bean casserole. Finally, he decided it was time to go home.

There was a red Ford Focus in the driveway and he parked behind it. He’d never seen it before and stopped on his way to the front door to peek inside of the car. It was clean, nothing to give him a hint of who it was. Tom climbed the steps to the front door and entered t...

Please subscribe to keep reading.