Chapter 85

Dane Price's place. The rent on the garage was almost up. Madeleine, her son Chris, and Dane had all been living cramped together at the garage. "Dane, should we still rent it?" Madeleine asked softly. "The landlord came by today, said he's raising the rent." It was pretty obvious someone had gotten to the landlord, making things harder for Madeleine and Dane. Dane let out a long sigh, leaning against the doorway and lighting a cigarette. "I'll deal with the place. Don't worry about it." Madeleine gave a slight nod. "Dane… Chris got into a fight today. With Terrell." Dane froze, the hand holding the cigarette going stiff. "Is Chris hurt?" She shook her head. "Just a bump on the head, nothing major. But… we can't go back to that preschool. Terrell's mom is Danna. From the Beach family." Dane's brows knit together. His voice was firm. "Forget that school. We'll find another." Madeleine forced a small, bitter smile and nodded. "Dane… do you ever think maybe I shouldn't be alive?" Dane tos