Chapter 5Dawn arrived dressed up in whispery rustling rain, thin cool spectral sheets fluttering down. Matthew woke before his alarm, made himself do some stretches and a very quick treadmill run because he’d be getting a workout all morning, and gave himself enough time to acquire a couple of egg white breakfast sandwiches and a pineapple-papaya smoothie because Dylan liked pineapple.
It wasn’t entirely original. But he wanted to show that he’d understood: belatedly, but he had.
Traffic was frustrating. The rain got in the way. An accident, not a serious one, had happened. He tapped fingers on the steering wheel, made himself relax.
He’d meant to arrive early, but he ended up right on time. He ran through raindrops over to hair and makeup, and was told that Dylan was already in wardrob
