Chapter 15
Atlanta, GA
Philip
THURSDAY MORNING I was awake long before the alarm was scheduled to go off. Charles had somehow managed to wrap himself around me in such a way that I didn’t want to move for fear of waking him, so I lay there for a while, thinking about events and speculating a little on what lay ahead for both of us. A few minutes before the alarm sounded, he stirred and woke up. When he realized how tangled our arms and legs were, he extricated himself and said, “It’s a wonder I didn’t cut off your circulation.”
“I don’t think there was any damage done, and everything seems to be functioning.”
We got up and, without further conversation, dressed for our morning run, and covered our usual six miles. On returning to the town house, we dropped our clothes in the laundry r
