LOUISE SMITH
I head to the closet, and while I'm getting ready, I keep thinking about what Evelin told me about one-night stands.
I need this. It's been a long time since I've been with anyone—too long.
Maybe I'll do it today.
When I'm ready, I look at the clock and see that I'm nearly late, so I hurry down the stairs.
'Louise Smith!'
A thunderous voice calls me as I pass through the living room, and I stop in my tracks.
'Dad!'
I turn toward him and see him sitting on the sofa with a tablet in his hands. Mom is by his side, as always.
'Are you going to the airport?' he asks, analyzing me.
'Yes, and I'm already late. Bye. I don't know what time I'll be home today,' I say, turning to leave.
'Get back here, Louise. What do you mean you don’t know what time you'll be home? There's n
