I heard.Marnie.Nausea still gripping my stomach, I hurried to the door. Marnie swept inside and pulled me into her arms. I cried against her shoulder.“Is he gone?” she asked when we pulled apart.I nodded.“I raced over here as fast as I could. I was about to call the cops. Did that motherfucker hit you?”I nodded.“He’s lucky he’s not here. I brought my gun.” Marnie patted her purse. I’d been with her when she’d gone for her firearms license, and she’d encouraged me to get a gun as well. Not being a fan of guns, I’d declined.“He freaked out, Marnie. And I think maybe he killed Peaches!”Marnie wrapped a hand around my waist and led me to the living room, where she sat me on the sofa. “Tell me everything.”So I did. But I left out the fact that I might be pregnant. For the moment. I told her that he hated me leaving his place, that he thought I was still screwing Andrew behind his back.“I’m so sorry,” Marnie said when I was finished. “He’s insane, obviously.
