“It was a little after eight. I figured I’d slept for at least nine hours, and I felt like I could’ve snoozed for another nine if Henry hadn’t insisted that I rise and shine. I let Henry out, plugged in the coffeepot, took a quick shower, and got dressed. Then I poured myself a mug of coffee, grabbed the portable kitchen phone, and joined Henry in the backyard. The clouds hung thick and low overhead. It smelled like rain. I sipped my coffee and watched the goldfinches and nuthatches and titmice ...that were swarming the feeders. A hummingbird was dipping his beak into the begonias that Evie had planted back in May, which seemed like a long time ago, and a couple of mourning doves were pecking fallen sunflower seeds off the ground. City wildlife. It was Thursday. Today, presumably, they’d know what was wrong with Ed Banyon, and how bad it was, and what, if anything, they could do about it. Evie hadn’t called last night. I hadn’t called her, either. I hoped she knew I was thinking about her.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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