Too Late To Speak

Synopsis

It had been five years since James Easton remarried. By now, the child his new wife gave him was already attending kindergarten. Yet, nothing in my world had shifted. Still cramming onto the subway each day, I dragged myself through endless shifts, often not clocking out until ten at night. There was no glamorous comeback after the divorce. No wealthy knight in shining armor arrived to rescue me. The only thing I had left was the quiet tragedy of breathing the same city air as James, yet never once brushing past him. Until that evening, numb with routine, I emerged from the subway station, only to freeze. There, parked mere feet away, sat James' car.