Chapter 15The next morning, I awoke feeling wonderful, better than I ever had in so many long years. I was tired, but it was a good kind of tried, if that makes sense. My body was slow to rouse, but my mind was ready to begin a new day.
I showered quickly and told Rachel she was on her own for breakfast, as I busied myself making sandwiches for Gayle and myself.
Rachel stood at the kitchen counter, reaching for a bowl in the cupboard.
“You gonna eat all that?” she asked, using a spoon to point to the sandwiches in front of me.
I chuckled, replying, “Nope. One’s for me and one’s for Gayle.”
“Ah.”
Then I wrapped the sandwiches in plastic and carefully placed them in a small cooler with a bag of chips and carrot sticks.
As with the day before, the morning seemed to drag on. But finally
