Maggie's past always returned at night when she was alone in
her room. She heard sounds from years before, Steve climbing up the stairs to
their bedroom, newspaper pages flipping back and forth from his rash movements
and finally the regular thud she felt when he came to bed. But Steve was long
gone.
Vivian had what she wanted finally-her boss was hers. She
cared not whom she had hurt. Her next target was her career. She worked night
and day abandoning the man she had forcefully taken from another's bed.
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