His Redemption Wasn't Me

Summary

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Jack had been a war correspondent for ten years.

Finally, just before my thirtieth birthday, he returned to San Francisco to make good on his promise. He was going to give me a wedding.

The night before the ceremony, a soaking wet girl burst into our Pacific Heights apartment.

She rushed straight to Jack, her voice trembling with tears.

"You said you'd help me! You promised!"

She paused, her voice turning shrill.

"Now you're getting married―what about me? What about the people who are