I sat at the kitchen table until the sky began to lighten.
By breakfast, I’d made my decision.
“I’m not feeling well,” I told everyone. “I’m heading home.”
I’d made my decision.
Mom looked disappointed.
“But we’re having dinner together tonight.”
“I know. Sorry.”
Molly touched my arm.
“I’ll come with you.”
“No, stay. Enjoy the weekend.”
“I’ll come with you.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
Kai leaned back in his chair.
“Always leaving before the fun starts, Kevin.”
I picked up my keys.
“Enjoy your announcement.”
“Always leaving before the fun starts, Kevin.”
His smile faltered briefly.
Then he shrugged.
I drove home without turning on the radio.
The house was quiet.
Molly’s shoes sat beside the front door.
His smile faltered briefly.
Her coffee mug was in the sink.
A sweater she’d worn the previous evening hung over a dining chair.
