“@page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Chapter 12 Kent stood stone-stiff for a long time. He felt as if he'd been through a flak attack. First Con, then Rosie. Rosie was gone. He closed his eyes, and cursed. Damned if his eyes weren't watering. For want of anything better to do, but finally having to do something, he walked to the sink and ran a cold glass of water. He tried to piece events together, make sense of her leaving. One minute she was in his arms—then Co...n had come and gone—and the next minute she was out the door. He drained the water glass. Maybe she was right. Maybe it was for the best. Sometimes two people were just wrong for each other, and there was no fixing it or forcing it. She was definitely right when she accused him of not letting her go. But she'd been straight with him from the beginning, made it absolutely clear that she didn't want to mess around in a go-nowhere relationship—which he had to admit was his starting point. Even when she'd told him she wanted to settle down and have a family—a very large family—he hadn't stopped.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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