Daniel
In the morning, Carolina was gone. She had gotten earlier than I did, which was different. After a quick shower, I dressed up for work. I remembered that we would be going to the laboratory together that morning. It was a Friday, and her first class would be at 6 in the evening.
The house was deathly quiet, however. I would have heard her in the kitchen, cooking or washing the dishes. She would have been walking around with a phone in hand and a coffee mug in the other.
Caro was not there.
The table was set for one. There was no hint of the mess from last night’s party. She had covered the breakfast she prepared for me: oatmeal and bacon. It was what she called a blend of healthy and murderous. I laughed.
There was a note right under my plate. It said, “I need to check on so
