I groan, way to tired to deal with such a life-changing thing first thing in the morning. But I jump up anyway, knowing I don’t have that much time. I had decided that getting to the diner right on time was important, I had more of a chance of being able to talk to Kathleen first thing in the morning than I did later, when the breakfast rush came in, or whatever. Plus, if I remembered correctly, Nathan would wake up around four or four-thirty every morning, ready to get his morning run in. When you’re used to waking up at a certain time every day eventually your body gets used to it, waking you up at that time weather you have an alarm or not. The last thing I needed was Nathan waking up and deciding he was going to come with me over there to see Kathleen. Sure, I wanted Nathan here with me, but not over there with me, that would be a huge disaster. Once I slip my shoes on, I open the door slowly, letting the morning breeze blow in and get caught up in my hair.
