Tired of living in constant need, I accept an offer for extra work.
Anonymous. Reliable. No one will learn your secret. Just one hour!
We were not supposed to meet.
I’m the most ordinary woman: shifts at a store, a first-grader daughter, parents on a pension, debts from my first marriage.
And he’s a deputy. In our city, any door opens for him.
And now—mine too, because he demands a continuation…