by Unknown
Where the hell was she? Abandoned, once again. Alone. God, how she hated being alone. It was the norm now.
Arriving home, moments later, she opened the door and once inside, fell to her knees. Head in her hands she screamed. Then screamed again. Wailing now. Sill fell face down, tears gushing out She looked around. At least, she saw the note attached to the whiskey bottle.
It was a note from Terrance and practically the only item left in the now vacant apartment. It read:
I love you so much Sill that I couldn’t bear to face you. I’ve put the condo in your name and moved my furniture and other belongings out
Good luck and God bless.
Terrance.
Two days later, another note was found at 1604 Havelin Drive, by the authorities when police entered the apartment after the super had made several unsuccessful attempts to have Sylvia sign a temporary lease.
Fifteen minutes away the newlyweds boarded a flight for Freeport, Bahamas, where they would honeymoon for a week both unaware of the tiny article which appeared in the Constitution. Sipping pina coladas huge glasses with orange and pineapple slices and colorful miniature parasols.
Table of Contents
THE HEART IS A LONELY HUNTER
Contents
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
