A Stranger in His Skin

Thalia

Sitting straight-backed across from Beckett, I waited in the suffocating quiet of the living room for him to offer anything that might explain the months we had spent drifting apart. I searched his familiar features for some trace of the loving man I used to know, yet right now, all I saw sitting opposite me was a guarded stranger wearing my husband's skin.

Beckett shifted restlessly in h