(Lena)
I woke up knowing it was Friday before I checked my phone.
Not because of anything specific. Just the particular feeling of a day that had something good waiting in it. I lay still for a moment and let that settle before I got up.
The guest room was ready. Blue sheets on the bed, fresh towels in the bathroom, empty drawers, enough space on the dresser for whatever Diane traveled with.
I showered, changed, and went downstairs.
Brad's car was gone already.
I stood in the kitchen for a moment and let the quiet be what it was. Not heavy. Not loaded. Just quiet. The kind that meant the day was mine before it belonged to anyone else.
I made coffee and checked my phone.
One message from Diane.
At the airport. Don't you dare leave work early.
I smiled and typed back.
Wasn't plann
