Chapter 6

"Tell me you didn't actually get on the highway," Grant said.

His voice filled the car before Cincinnati had fully disappeared from my rearview mirror.

The rain had turned into a freezing mist just past Harrison. My Subaru’s tires hissed against the pavement.

"I'm approaching the Indiana state line," I said, keeping my eyes fixed on the red taillights of the semi-truck ahead of me.

"Turn the car around, Mara."

"I accepted a twelve-day job in Indianapolis. They’re expecting me tomorrow morning."

He let out a harsh, incredulous breath.

"You took a twelve-day job in the middle of our daughter's…