LINDA AND I were talking in the kitchen, drinking coffee. I chomped on one of the bagels and cream cheese that Ashley had brought. We were trying to avoid more discussion of the events of the past two days, but it wasn"t possible. Linda hoped the president would call.
“I was thinking of going to the driving range. No storm clouds today.” We glanced out the window. Birds chattering, wispy clouds, and an azure sky, it was a beautiful morning, a good day to hit a bucket or two.
“You"re not leaving me here to answer when he calls.”
“If he calls, he"ll call my cell. Have you seen it?”
“Your phone?”
“Yeah. I don"t know what I did with it. I checked my pants and my jacket. I looked in the car earlier. Nowhere.” I sipped my coffee.
“You didn"t leave it at school, did you?”
“If I did, I put
