(Lena)
Cole made breakfast before he left.
He was already downstairs when I came down and the kitchen smelled like coffee and something warm and I stood in the doorway for a moment and watched him move around a kitchen that wasn't his with the same ease he brought to everything.
Diane was already at the island with her coffee.
She looked at me when I came in.
"How are you?" she asked.
"Better," I said. "Ready."
Cole set a plate in front of me without being asked and I sat down and ate and the three of us moved through the morning quietly. Nobody said much. Nobody needed to.
When I was done I picked up my bag and Cole looked at me.
"Call me when you're done," he said.
"I will," I said.
He looked at Diane briefly then back at me.
"I'm going home to shower and change," he said. "C
