The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 51
Pamela eased into the porch rocker, its familiar creak offering a lullaby for her newborn son, Kaden. She inhaled deeply, savoring the warmth of the ceramic mug against her palm and the spiced aroma of apple cider mingling with the crisp October air. A gust fluttered through the maples lining Willow Creek Drive, sending a confetti of amber and crimson leaves pirouetting past. As dusk settled over the quiet Baltimore suburb of Cedarville, porch lights winked on in sequence, like a constellation emerging at twilight. Pamela’s shoulders relaxed, the day’s tension melting away as Kaden’s tiny fingers found purchase on the collar of her well-worn Ravens sweatshirt. Exhaustion tugged at Pamela’s eyelids, a souvenir from her first day back at work since before Kaden’s birth. Her Etsy store, dormant for three months, had sprung to …