The next morning Althea was widely aware of the things she had said the night before. The glowing smile on Daniel's face said it wasn't a dream where she had confessed that she loved him. It wasn't a secret to begin with, but saying it out loud was something Althea planned to do when she wasn't drunk on sleep.
None of them mentioned what had happened. The nightmarish scene of the woman's dead body to her sleepy L bomb. It was all a private affair. It felt like a taboo to speak of them. That if they spoke out loud the world will know.
Breakfast was silent but comfortable. Daniel had gone and brought her some glazed doughnuts early in the morning.
"I'll be fat." She had said.
He had looked her in the eye and shook his head like a parent did to their child when they drew on the walls,
