TEN
I woke up in David’s bed. He was up and gone. I could hear him downstairs somewhere, laughing and talking with his father.
I got up and went into our room.
I felt strangely refreshed. I could hear the wind blowing outside, could see the trees rocking in the wind. To the southeast, the sky looked a little smoky or ruddy.
I didn’t hear Eartha or Fern.
Maybe Eartha had adopted Fern. That would certainly be her one great thing for today as far as I was concerned.
I laughed, grabbed my phone, and lay back on the bed. I was feeling downright . . . okay.
I checked my messages. I was to pick up Joan no later than five. Unless we wanted to go earlier and drink our lunch somewhere.
No.
A text from Mark. “I’ll see you on Monday as planned. We’ll talk. Call any time.”
“Thanks.” I texted.
