Wednesday, earlier that week…
The first thing I did when I came into the apartment was throw my briefcase and suit jacket onto the couch and go into the kitchen to grab a beer out of the refrigerator. I looked around the kitchen. One thing about living in an apartment was that you had so few windows, and those that were there were usually in the living room or a bedroom, that’s the way most were built. I’d gotten lucky on this one; it was a corner apartment, so there were two sides with windows. Unfortunately, the kitchen was not on one of those walls.
I wished I was at my grandmother’s big old farm house. There were windows all over the place; in all the bedrooms, and bathrooms, and the dining room. The kitchen and the living room were on opposite corners of the house so they had lots o
