How serious were the crimes?
Felix was perplexed by Emily’s description of prison, which didn’t correspond to the idea he had or the details in his first draft. It made him pause. How was he going to write that part? He decided he would go home for lunch before proceeding. Eighty-six days to go; there was time. When Felix arrived home, he saw that Natalie’s car was gone, and remembered she had a lunch date with Beatrice.
When he walked into the kitchen, Aimee was preparing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for Pearl. Ruff was underfoot, wagging his tail. Felix stood in the archway, wide-eyed. Pearl trotted off through Natalie’s office to the terrace with Ruff following her in hope of a coated piece of crust.
Felix ran his hand through his hair, trying not to notice Aimee licking the pe
