Because I had to work, I rolled out of bed and headed in the direction of the shower. It was Friday, and I was planning to give some consideration to where I may take her for the weekend. We needed some time to unwind and get back to being ourselves. Because I was working and because she was writing so much, it was almost as if the event had never taken place. I made an effort to convince myself that if I hired Amy, it would solve at least some of those problems.
After I had finished drying off, I went about my business in private. As I entered the kitchen, I saw Mom sitting there with a book while sipping coffee. As I passed her, I gave her a quick peck on the head. Just that I had made the decision to return back home was the only thing I had shared with her regarding Amy and Ian. Even
