Chapter 5

Philip’s voice jerks me out of my daze. “I lost you again,” he says taking a step over the threshold, back into my shut-in life.

I have to look up to meet his eyes. “Sorry. My mind is elsewhere tonight.”

The weight of his right hand on my shoulder reassures me. “Everything will be fine. You know where you can reach me, if need be.”

I nod and my movements feel stilted. What a dork I am

“Even if you feel like just talking,” he says. “Call me.”

He removes his hand and I feel naked and alone. I watch him turn and stroll to his car at the foot of the driveway. His body sways lithely like he is dancing with himself in the dark.

When he reaches the end of the drive, he stops, turns, and says, “By the way, Chris, I enjoyed your book recommendation of Anne Perry’s new novel.”