Nora went to bed an hour ago, and I've been up thinking. What am I going to do? I got another job right before she went to bed. I have to fly to California tonight. I told her I would hang out with her tomorrow. God Dammit!                                                                                                                             I leave Nora a note on the kitchen table. "Nora I will make this up to you I promise. I got a job offer in California, and I have to go. If I get this job we could move into a new apartment. Love Cam."

     I board the plane, and the guilt is eating me up. Even when I first killed someone, I didn't feel this much guilt. I'm hurting her and I know it. 

    Sorry for the short chapter- To be continued