Chapter 6: ErinMax, who’d been waiting patiently outside the back door, turned and looked at her as if to ask, ‘Why are you dawdling, woman?’ and Erin unlocked the door. Wishing she’d vacuumed more recently, Erin was also painfully aware that her students’ last assignments lay scattered across the coffee table and her dining table was covered in a medley of socks, underwear and an assortment of books and magazines she’d been meaning to read but hadn’t gotten around to yet. She gingerly hobbled in behind Max.
“Sorry about the mess. I wasn’t expecting company.” Erin shifted one of the chairs so it aligned with the one next to it and neatened the stack of books, resisting the urge to swipe her underwear back into the laundry basket on the floor.
“It’s fine, really. I don’t expect you to dro
