Kerry: Sleepless in TuckahoeI was wrong. I hadn’t slept well. At 6:30 I gave up and after going to the bathroom went down to the kitchen in shorts and T-shirt and mindlessly navigated my tablet.
I was scared but I needed to get my thoughts together. I hadn’t told my Mom that Suzanne was coming. My moods being so all over the place over the last months meant, though, that she had no clue about where I was from one moment to the next. She tried to speak to me a few times, asking why I wasn’t talking about or hanging with Suzanne any more. But she seemed satisfied when I told her that she was trying to get back into serious running while handling her law-school load and then that she was in San Francisco.
I think Mom knew better but she did not push it. I know she was chatting with Mary pre
