It's not that my world has suddenly changed to sunshine and roses, but it's still hard to think of facing the other people in the house. Our home is fifty-five hundred square feet of living space, not counting the garages, and it's never bothered me that we don't live alone. This works for our lifestyle. Now it's different. My friends aren't dumb and they've figured out what happened to me. If they're not sure, they suspect. My absence these past two days only confirms their fear.
My gaze turns to the bed, which Moon has straightened. For a brief moment, I want to climb back in and bury myself in darkness again. I mentally pull myself together. If Cori can leave her room, I can do it too. "I'm ready," I tell Moon after slipping into jeans, a shirt, and athletic shoes. I would usually wear
