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She felt as if he had left her all alone, and that
thought was silly because if he were still alive she would have no
intention of getting back with him. They just weren’t right for
each other. At the same time though, she was tired of having no one
special to talk to about the cute and funny things Kyra did. It was
only her and she felt that something else was missing. The little bit
of dating she had done in the past year wasn’t much and she
always ended up with the wrong type of men, so she had sworn off
dating for a while because she would rather be single than be with
any of the guys she had dated. Being a nurse and a single mom didn’t
leave her much time to think too much about a guy, but at times like
these, when she was alone at night, her mind would drift there.
    As she sat there, she started
crying, and as she cried, she got angrier and angrier with Randy. She
knew she shouldn’t be angry with him, it wasn’t his
fault, but her emotions were everywhere. The anger that swirled
around inside her was beginning to spill over. Paige slammed her fist
against the small table, and with tears streaming rapidly down her
face, she angrily threw her journal across the room, knocking over a
lamp. It hit the floor, but didn’t break. Right then she
wouldn’t have cared if it had shattered to pieces. She stared
at it for a minute, the compulsive side in her told her to pick it up
and put it back where it belonged but her emotions overrode those
thoughts for once. She couldn’t move and didn’t want to.
All she wanted to do was release her pent up feelings out loud for
once. To scream them out or break things, it didn’t matter. All
that mattered was the release and finding a way to keep them out of
her mind for good.
    “Why did you leave me here
to do this all by myself?!” she cried out between hoarse sobs
to the empty house. She got up and kicked the lamp, feeling a
sickening gratification as she watched it shatter against the wall.
She cringed at the loud noise, praying to any God out there that it
didn’t wake Kyra up. She needed this time alone to dish out all
her feelings.
    As she stood there staring down
at the broken pieces of the lamp, she realized she felt no better
than before her fit of rage, which made her even angrier.
    “Why?” she yelled
again, feeling defeated in every way possible. Tears streamed down
her face and her nose ran. She grabbed a Kleenex and despairingly
blew her nose. She felt like an idiot yelling out like that to
someone who was gone, but no one was here to see her so it didn’t
really matter. She knew it was useless, but she couldn’t hold
her feelings in any longer. All she wanted was for Kyra to have her
father back in her life. She was so scared to raise a baby on her
own. He was supposed to be here with her, to help her and be that
missing piece. But now he was gone and she was all alone. She didn’t
know if she could do it. It terrified her to think about making all
the decisions by herself. It was beyond daunting.
    She sat there on her couch and
cried for an hour, rocking back and forth as sobs lurched painfully
out of her until she had finally worn herself out and sleep sounded
wonderful. She shuffled down her narrow hall to her bedroom, and once
she crawled into bed, she was quickly taken away by the power of
heartache and exhaustion.
Chapter 3

    Tyler Evans eased his truck out
of his driveway and slowly started down the road, gradually picking
up speed. He was on his way to pick up his son Brandon, who lived an
hour away, and every Friday he dreaded the drive but anticipated
seeing his son. With the long drive, he had time to think about a lot
of stuff, something he tended to avoid any other time. The discussion
he’d had with his friends earlier today crossed his mind. They
were razzing him about being single and telling him that there had to
be something wrong with him to not notice the good-looking blonde
hitting on him at the gas station. Sure, she was