CHAPTER 12
That night I had a strange dream. Linda, I, and the kids were playing in the backyard. But then I looked over at Linda, and she had morphed into the woman in the picture in the envelope. My children had changed to the kids in the photo.
Was that my dream, or his, or both of ours?
We woke again at 5:00 a.m., with much the same routine. Same exercises followed by a run. This one was relatively brief and at yet another different location. City lights reflected off the clouds obscuring the night sky.
After returning to the apartment and cleaning up, Host retrieved the envelope box. He sifted through the envelopes for $100 bills. To my amazement, he removed at least thirty. That turned out not to be enough.
After driving by Amy's and seeing no car in the driveway, we grabbed a l
