Cutting Through

It was a beautiful spring day for the drive from Hershey to Philadelphia. At nine in the morning, with the early rush over, the traffic on the Pennsylvania Turnpike was fairly light, making driving a pleasure rather than a grind.

Drawing in a deep breath of the mild, fresh-scented spring air wafting in the open driver's side window, Julia Langston softly hummed along with the music of her teen years playing on the radio's oldies station.

Her teen years. God, it seemed like forever ago. Julia's humming gave way to a half laugh, half sigh. Hell, it was forever ago. At least, she reflected, after twenty-two years and two kids it felt like forever.

At times, Julia amended, heaving a deeper sigh…minus the laugh. There had been good years, wonderful years, and there had been not-so-good years. But the past couple of years had been the worst, fraught with fear, anxiety and uncertainty, pain and distrust.

And it was all her husband's fault…well, at least, most of it was his fault.

The thought brought Julia up short, shaking her out of the path of depression her mind was headed for. She had been there, done that — a lot — ... read full excerpt from: Cutting Through ebook