Chapter 13

Just opening the door of the café was a sock in the face. The air outside was still oppressing and there didn’t seem to be any air to breathe. It was a challenge to walk to the car. Opening the door, we were both assaulted by the blast of heat that had built up inside. Katie stood there waiting for me to start the car and get the AC running.

The ride home was uncomfortable. She didn’t say one word; just sat there, her arms folded in front of her, and stared ahead.

“Maybe we can go out with Anne and her honey on Sunday,” I suggested.

There was no answer.

“I could leave the picnic early so we may still be able to go to a movie.”

Still no response.

I tried again but she remained impassive.

I pulled into my parking space and turned the car off.

Katie immediately got out of the car and got into hers. Before I could say another word, she had backed out of her space and driven away.

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