CONFESSION
GILBERT, ARIZONA
The Next Week
Sleepy yet undeterred, Daniel drearily walked to his leather couch in the living room and laid down. He covered his entire body with a gray bamboo throw to keep him somewhat covered from the glow of the morning sun shining through the patio doors. He was a little under the weather but wanted to get out of the master bedroom with the hopes that, later in the day, he could do errands and finally clean the house. Unfortunately, his mind was occupied. He wondered why Layla wasn’t answering his calls or returning his texts. When she did respond, her texts were curt, and she was unwilling to talk at any appreciable length. This was unlike her. So, Daniel was leery to reach out to her again. Instead, he tried to get some additional rest so that his bod
