And when he was honest with himself, he knew he wanted those things again

He thought of her often, and he missed the companionship theyd once shared. Even after a year, it was the kind of thought he would force from his mind. The pain was too fresh, the memory of the aftermath too raw. He might be lonely, he might want companionship, but he wasnt about to sacrifice his kids to get it. Still there was one possibility, he supposed. Another woman interested him. Shed been coming to the store once or twice a week since early March.