KELLY
When they got home, Chris was pacing through the house and mumbling to himself like something bothered him. He walked right by them three times, nodding or shaking his head, but never seemed to notice they were there. It was like he was having a debate with himself, but Kelly couldn’t read his mind, so she had no way to tell if anybody was winning.
They followed him back into the den where they noticed right away the TV was turned off. Did that mean he’d gotten over his infatuation with soap operas? As weird as Chris had been lately, Kelly had never seen him like this. When he walked by them for the fourth time, Angie caught his arm and made him stop. Chris stared straight down as if all his problems were on the floor.
Angie spoke to him in a soft voice. “Chris, honey? Did you los
