She'd had the ring hidden in their room for almost a week now. She had no idea what had possessed her when she asked Jon for her engagement ring back, but last weekend, when she ran into him, she'd asked for it. Of course he'd given it back without question, but she couldn't help wondering just what the hell she was going to do with it now ( Read more... )

How Pam had acquired the alcohol was irrelevant, really. What was important, was the fact that was actually drinking it. She'd never been one to drown her sorrows in alcohol, but here she was, draped across the hammock, bottle of moonshine in her hand ( Read more... )

After Jim had left, Pam ... hadn't. Sure, she'd gone out to the hammock to spend some time swaying beneath the trees. She'd ventured over to the waterfall pool early in the morning to avoid anyone else who might go there, but that was about it ( Read more... )