(Reese)
I could not sleep.
That was not new. I had not slept properly since moving day, which I was attributing to the new apartment and the unfamiliar sounds and the way city noise traveled differently through these windows than it had through my old ones. Nothing else. Just the adjustment period that came with any new space and would pass once I had been here long enough for it to feel like mine.
I gave up at eleven and got up.
The apartment was dark except for the light I had left on over the kitchen counter. I pulled my robe on and went to make tea and stood at the window while the kettle heated. The street below was quieter than the daytime but never fully quiet. Atlanta did not do fully quiet. There were still cars moving, still people on the pavement in ones and twos, the city r
