Logan saw the picture. He saw the ring.Yet his eyes only stayed wide for one minute, before he pointed at his office. “Now.” His voice was firm, no room for argument or doubt.Why did he sound angry? Was he disappointed to learn that I was actually his wife?Sensing a scolding in my future, I rose
Logan shouldn’t have such a visceral reaction to seeing that divorce paperwork. After all, hadn’t he been working toward the same goal? They had both moved forward without realizing the people that they were married to were each other.Yet it still sliced into him, seeing that paperwork in her hands
Opening the text chain, I saw Dylan’s reply.It’s too late.I didn’t know enough about the law to know if that was true, but, even if Dylan was angry with me and hurt by me, I didn’t think he would lie about something like this. I trusted Dylan. He was a good person. If he said it was too late, then
“It’s a little late for a social call, Logan,” Logan’s grandfather said, voice crisp and alert. As Logan had suspected, his grandfather sounded like he hadn’t been to bed yet.“My apologies, grandfather. But I felt this too important to wait. And, as it relates to a personal matter, I didn’t want to
I couldn’t believe my ears. I’d known that Logan had wanted to stop the divorce proceedings, but to actually hear him say the words out loud to a judge made it all feel so real, in a way that just talking about it hadn’t.“This is very unorthodox, Mr. Hatfield,” the judge said. “You had many chances
Fear prickled over my skin. Was this a real article? It had to be, or Logan wouldn’t have shown me. That email said it wouldn’t be printed until tomorrow, so I could breathe for a few more hours. But what would happen if this information was to be made public?“Logan…” I wobbled, feeling a little fa
In the past, he would have asked Dylan to act as intermediary between him and the news outlet. Dylan was the only person that Logan trusted to handle this sort of thing. Logan’s grandfather’s attorneys or those that worked for the company would undoubtedly handle the matter efficiently and quietly,
Maria tried to assure me that the supervisor’s flirtation wasn’t that big of a deal, but I didn’t believe her. So throughout the next day, I made many excuses to leave my desk to swing by Maria’s.Just after lunchtime, I finally caught him.I had just left my desk to head to the bathroom, when I spo
“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
“We were just hoping to talk to her,” I said.The man’s brow lifted slightly. “Are you selling something? Wait -- why do you look familiar?” Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at us with suspicion. Then, suddenly, recognition must have struck him because his eyes widened. “You’re those people from the new
Despite the general unpleasantness of the conversation with the mayor and the governor, they eventually agreed to let us go. They had no real reason to hold us, and Logan saw through their veiled threats easily enough.In fact, he even seemed to make them feel to make them feel like unsupportive fri
That day, we changed our minds and decided to release six interviews to the website, with Michael Hatfield’s being the final. Overnight, the story gained so much national traction that the sheriff and two security men show up at our door.“Logan Hatfield? Hazel Whitaker? The mayor wants to speak wit