Wiping my tears with the backs of my dirt-coated hands brought me out of the past. I was crying again. I'd cried so many damn tears thinking about that last day with Luke that I shouldn't have any left. I'd received his unspoken message loud and clear.

Give it all or get lost.

I ran from the playroom before they finished, changed into my work clothes, and packed the personal items in my room and bathroom. Then, I walked away. Luke stayed with Wade and didn't stop me. ...