CHAPTER 6
When I get back from work on Wednesday, Jeff is home. He is back. I knew he was due back any day, but he likes to surprise me and not tell me when exactly.
He sits on the couch looking at the quiet street through the window. One bare foot rests on the floor while his other leg is stretched out on the sofa. Sammy gets up to meet me, but I know from past experience that he was lying next to the sofa before he heard me coming.
“Hey,” I say from the doorway. Although I know Jeff has heard me come in, he takes his time to respond. He only shows he’s aware of my presence when I go over to him and kiss him on the cheek.
“I missed you,” I announce unnecessarily. He knows that as well as he knows that snow is white and rain is wet.
“I missed you too.”
I sit down in the armchair next
