Dani’s shift had felt never-ending, her entire body ached. She wasn’t looking forward to having to cook dinner, but it was her night; Mark had cooked the night before, so she knew she’d have to do something. First, she had to pick up Mark. She pulled into Zach’s driveway, killed the engine, and stared at the front door. She knew she should go in, or at least to the door, but getting out of the car seemed like so much work. After a minute or two, maybe three, she got out and went to the door. She knocked and while she stood waiting for an answer, she glanced around. Zach’s yard was well cared for. Not grass that needed a lot of attention but still, it showed that he paid attention to it.
The door opened, and Dani turned back to find Zach standing in front of her looking surprised.
“Dani,
