Time to Move

Stevie motioned Jon to follow her out to the sidewalk. Sufficiently away from the house, Stevie turned and faced her ex-husband to deliver the news. "Jon, I've decided to move to Redding." Jon's jaw slacked in surprise. "Move? To Redding?" He appeared equally dumbfounded at both concepts. "When? Why?"

"As soon as the semester ends, maybe sooner. Why? Because I'm sick to death of what L.A. has done to our kids—and to me. I know this is the right thing to do." Stevie continued building her case. "We lost Dougie here in the Valley. I don't want it to happen to Collin. I think he has a much better chance if we move to North California.

“Why so far away? Jon asked, stunned at the news. Redding is over five hundred miles away." Stevie slowly shook her head. "It has to be Redding. North California is going to be different. Bellardi is going to—"

"You really believe that stuff? You think that Daniel Bellardi— if he even wins the election—can make North California a moral Disney World: no drive-by shootings, no drugs, no abortions?"