5
Sam left at seven-thirty, in a hurry so she wouldn’t be late for the class she taught at Scottsdale Community College. Even as she was walking out the door, though, she said, “You call me if you get the least bit hinky. I mean it. I’ll find someone to cover for me, or I’ll just cancel. One missed class won’t kill anyone.”
Kate had only nodded, although she knew she wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize her friend’s work. The world seemed a lot less scary now that the sun was up, blazing against a hard blue sky. The day promised to be warmer, and she was glad of that. Maybe later she’d sit on the balcony and soak in some sun, and try to tell herself that things would be okay.
Eventually.
In the meantime, she ate some yogurt and a couple of leftover mini quiches, had two big cups of coffe
