Chapter 21
Seattle (Tuesday, Dec. 4, 2012) — Mac slept until 10 a.m., something he couldn’t remember doing in a very long while. Kristy and Lindy were putting the house back together, chatting as if they had known each other forever when he came down the stairs. He nodded at them, then went into the kitchen to fix some eggs.
“Good morning,” Kristy said, coming into the kitchen.
Mac saw her pause when she saw him at the stove, but he ignored it. What, she thinks I can’t cook? “Morning,” he said. tipping two eggs over easy onto his plate. “Troy up yet?”
“Haven’t seen him.”
Mac took a bite, chewed, and swallowed. “How are you holding up?”
Kristy nodded. “I’m okay,” she said. “Your aunt and I’ve been talking. She helped me make arrangements for Danny’s body.” Her voice trembled a bit at
