Chapter 10 - The Husband Tries To Track Down His Missing Family
Desperation drove me to my empty suburban house late one rainy Tuesday night.
The driveway was pitch black, devoid of Claire’s car or any sign of human life.
I pounded on the front door until my knuckles bled, screaming apologies into the howling wind.
“Claire! Please give me another chance! I’m sorry! I’ll do anything!” I sobbed uncontrollably against the wood.
Only the distant sound of passing cars on the wet freeway answered my pathetic, hollow cries.
Neighbors peered through closed blinds, watching the pathetic downfall of the man who had everything.
I slumped against the porch steps, drenched in rain and shivering from the cold night air.
My phone buzzed one last time with an email notification from Claire’s family law attorney.
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It contained a formal restraining order prohibiting me from coming within five hundred feet of my wife and child.
The final legal barrier had dropped, sealing my complete isolation from the two people I loved most.
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