William F Kovacic

Dear Ellie William F Kovacic

Ellie sat at the dining room table staring out through the French doors as a gentle, September breeze filled the room. Autumn's golden garb was just beginning to clothe the mountains in the distance. She wondered how life ever got so complicated. Her gaze shifted to the note in her left hand. It read in part -"Dear Ellie, . . . I never meant for this to happen. I don't how it all went wrong. I know I've caused you so much pain, and I can never make it right. Life has gotten to be too hard too fast. I'm leaving, and I won't be back."Scott Branson is on a path to self-destruction, and Ellie will pay the price