Chapter 41
DANIEL
I sat in my office long after everyone else had gone home, the Kessler contract finally signed, finally behind me, and instead of feeling the relief I expected, I found myself turning my phone over in my hand, staring at a screen that hadn't lit up with her name all day.
It used to light up constantly.
I remembered the early weeks clearly enough, clearer than I wanted to admit lately. Nora used to call three, four times a day over nothing at all. What time should I have dinner ready. Did I like the new curtains or should she return them. Was it alright if she rearranged the study, or would that bother me, she didn't want to do anything I wouldn't like. Small, constant, endless questions, all of them circling back to the same need underneath them, some reassurance that
