Scarlet ♠️
I sent Ray two words in the morning and then put my phone face down on the nightstand and lay in the dark and waited to feel something.
What I felt was nothing. Not the numb nothing of shock, the deliberate nothing of a woman who has received too much information in too short a time and has made the executive decision to process none of it until morning. The envelope was back in the drawer. The photograph was back on top of it. Everything was exactly where it was supposed to be and I was exactly where I was supposed to be and if I lay very still and breathed very carefully the next few hours would pass and morning would come and I would figure out what to do with what I knew.
That was the plan.
The plan lasted approximately four minutes.
Because the thing about reading a d
