There was one person in the world who was always on Cora’s side no matter what side that was- Sadie. Cora did something she’d never done before. She called Sadie at work, crying. She cried from pressure, guilt, worry, despair, and exhaustion. Sadie calmed her down. She was a take charge woman. She asked several direct questions, noted the answers and offered an immediate solution. “Tomorrow, not the next day, or the weekend, but tomorrow, you are going to take a vacation. You will make arrangements for your mom to watch the kids after they get out of school. You will not tell anyone that you are leaving. Leave James a note. I will call you in the morning to tell you where to go and how to get there. You have to get out of there before you have yourself a nervous breakdown. You can worry about the future when it gets here.”
On a miserable, late March morning Cora saw her children off to school, left a note in the cash register for James, and cried her heart out as she left town on her way to Pawleys Island, South Carolina. The only person on god’s green earth who knew where she was going was Sadie. Sadie promised it would be all right in the end. She told Cora, “No matter what happens, it will be okay. We’ll make it okay. Right now, you need to rest.”
She couldn’t believe her eyes when she got to the bungalow. It was up on pilings on a sandy beach, the key was on a nail behind the white wicker settee, just like Sadie said it would be. There was a little dock out front. She saw a sifting of sand on the floor as she opened the door. It was a simple, clean, peaceful place. Cora was relieved to be free.