CHAPTER NINETEEN
When I awoke, the TV was still on in the living room, and Sheba was curled up on the floor next to me, but Rick was gone.
For a moment, my heart raced remembering the note from the night before. Had the person delivering it shown up again while I was asleep? Had Rick gone to confront him? I jumped up, and Sheba sensing my fears, let out a bark.
“Lauren, is that you?” Rick came from the kitchen. He was already dressed.
“I can’t believe I fell asleep. I thought something happened when you weren’t here.”
He smiled as Sheba ran over to him and bent down to pet her. “You needed the rest. I didn’t get any, but that’s okay. What time do you want to leave for your Dad’s? We should be at your mom’s by noon, and you’ll want to spend some time with him. How about we leave at 9?
