CHAPTER SIX
Morning arose with silky fog again and Cat was woken by the sound of birds outside her window chirping in the soft grey light. She stretched lazily before silently getting her runners and jogging clothes together. Evelyn stirred sleepily in bed, mumbled, then rolled back over. Cat tip-toed out. While she often enjoyed a good morning run, neither of the other girls would appreciate being woken up and asked to exercise with her after their night spent watching tv and talking until the wee hours.
She slipped out of the apartment, quietly locking the door behind her with the spare key Vanessa had given her. In consideration of the fog and the unfamiliar ground, Cat kept to the sidewalks, mentally noting the street signs so that she could find her way back. She breathed in the fre
