(Reese)
I gave up on sleep at eleven and got up.
The apartment was dark except for the light I'd left on over the kitchen counter. I pulled my robe on and went to make tea and stood at the window while the kettle heated. The street below was quieter than the daytime but never fully quiet. Atlanta didn't do fully quiet. There were still cars moving, still people on the pavement in ones and twos, the city running at a lower setting but not switched off.
I looked for the bike without meaning to.
The spot where it had been parked was empty. Had been empty since some point yesterday, though I couldn't have said exactly when I first noticed. I'd just noticed at some point during the day that it was gone and filed it without examining why I was filing it.
I moved away from the window.
The k
