I change the channel to the local news and unmute the TV. “Yeah, might as well. No other plans.” I think about the romantic Christmas I had planned to have with Emma and the parties we would have gone to together. “I want to see Poppi. And I definitely want to check out this Lenore.”
“Okay, well—be polite at least, will you? She’s probably a perfectly decent woman. And she’s involved in community theater, so that’s a big plus for Poppi.” At that, Ashley goes into her room to change out of work clothes.
I focus on the news, which is telling me that there is a sixty percent chance of a thunderstorm tomorrow. I can’t help but remember how Emma and I used to love rainy days. 2: Phone Calls