BugsChapter 13
Two weeks later, Rhonda was grocery shopping at a market not far from the apartment, her hopelessness so complete she did not see the familiar face in the mirror behind the vegetables. But the face saw her and, keeping a respectable distance, stayed behind the other counters and out of sight as she finished shopping, paid, loaded the bags in her car and drove off. Unbeknown to her, a car followed at a discrete distance. She pulled into the parking spot for Eric's apartment and carried in...