RUBY

I didn't want to drag out my problems with Donna, no matter how Luther explained it, I really didn't want to hear anything. A few weeks later, I felt like I'd managed to get my act together as best I could, and I hoped I'd never see Luther again.

“You have a lot of shopping,” Luther said, glancing at my shopping cart.

Again and again, I didn't expect to meet Luther at the supermarket. "Yeah," I went to the cashier, paid, and left with two large bags. I didn't realize someone was ...