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Marina Thurlow looked out at the February sky.
It was peculiarly lit up and it seemed as if the late February snow storm had decided not to come this year. Even though there were piles of snow on the floor, it still wasn’t as heavy a season like last year was. Maybe it was God’s way of apologizing for taking Isobel Cortez’s life.
She frowned. Or maybe it was a sign that since the weather was showing mercy, that her career as a Editor wouldn’t be as kind. Marina wrapped her coat tighter against her body as she stepped out onto the concrete sidewalk and headed towards the building her mother worked in.
But stopped short of the entrance when Natalie Marlowe came walking out. “Marina,” the woman greeted, pulling her to the side.
There was an uneasiness in Natalie’s eyes that made Marina panic.
Immediately Marina flashed back to the other night when she was at Cuttlebone Lake and Ryan found her. She knew that Ryan was currently dating Natalie and even as she tried, Marina was jealous of the pairing. Especially since there was a time when she fought tooth and nail to keep them apart.
That was so long ago, Marina remembered spilling red wine on Natalie once. A thought that made her smile inside. “How are you Natalie?” She asked, not even wanting an answer.
“Have you talked to Ryan recently?” Natalie asked.
