Why I left town after running over Myrtle...

After hitting Myrtle with the car, I was completely not myself. I didn't know what had just happened and I knew that what did just happen had changed my life forever. Yes, she did run out into the street, but I still never stopped. People can never look at me the same. I will always be the girl who killed my husband's mistress with my old lover's car. What am I supposed to tell my child when she grows up and hears about her mother running someone over? Then I would have to explain the entire situation to her. No mother wants to explain their bad past to their daughter. Moving away seemed like the best idea. Maybe Tom influenced me a little bit, but I needed it. If I didn't leave, it would haunt me every single day. Yes, it would still haunt me after we left town, but not so frequently. I wouldn't think of it every time I drove past a certain spot because that spot was miles away now. Now, I could rebuild my life. It can now be the way I wanted it to be. I couldn't live that life with a murder always lingering in the background. Leaving town meant leaving everything behind. It meant starting fresh and no one knowing my story. It meant no one even knowing where I came from. It meant no past events coming back to get me and ruin everything. Moving away let me live. It allowed me to give my daughter a normal life without her mom being a murderer. Leaving town was the best decision I made, at least, I hope.