“A monster. He was afraid of being caught again, of going to prison. He said that's why he did what he did. But he was caught, and he did go to prison. He was there for a week before another inmate beat him to death. After everything he did, the time he spent planning, the execution of his actions, the destruction of something so pure and innocent; it only took a fist hammering his temple, and he was dead in minutes.He got off so easy.Tracy had started to cry, and I hated to see it. I hated... to have caused it.But she had to understand this: that on that day in June, Hayes didn't just take Grace's life. Miranda and I went to counseling, but we couldn't ever forgive each other; we couldn't forgive ourselves. "So I left," I said. And it really had been that simple. I packed my things as Miranda watched. I left her some money. We never said goodbye. I drove, stopping wherever I ended up at night, sleeping in cars or motels, and, each morning, driving again. When I ended up in St.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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