Chapter 9

I must have fallen asleep before he left because I had no memory of his departure when I awoke an hour later. I remained wide-eyed for the rest of the night.

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The store was closed on Christmas Day each year if it fell on a business day. Evan told me he had plans to spend time with Chuck. I performed my usual ritual of watching It’s a Wonderful Lifewhile eating the ginger cookies I’d baked and drinking milk. As I sat there, I remembered that, once upon a time, I’d shared this with Laramie, too. Interesting. It was one of the rare moments of communion we’d had, apart from joining of our bodies.

He’d stopped by the store a few more times before Christmas, but beyond a cursory greeting, Laramie had left me alone as he’d promised he would. As the week had drawn to a close, I’d only managed to sleep a total of eight hours, which meant that a crash was imminent.