CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Addison awoke to sounds of laughter coming from the kitchen. When she saw the bright light pouring in beneath the blinds, she reached for her phone, taking it from the bedside table. She squinted as she checked the time: 9:12 a.m. Addison closed her eyes and smiled. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept past 7 a.m., much less this late. Opening her email, she scanned through the list settling on her favorite name. She still hadn’t responded to William’s email and wasn’t sure whether she was going to or not. There was something about not replying at all that appealed to her, as though if she weren’t a part of the conversation then it wasn’t really happening. She clicked on an email from Sondra and was about to respond when her phone buzzed. It was a text from Car
