She just couldn’t face him. And the day off had been good for her. She’d shopped for new blinds and curtains and replaced the old ones around the house. All by herself. Who said women and drills didn’t mix? It had given the place a new lease of life, and had kept her busy. But of course, when Helena had to tell Drew that she wouldn’t be in for his yoga session, he’d wondered why. Chrissie, you okay? Helena said you couldn’t come in today. ~ D. She hadn’t replied at first, until his third text that came last night: I’m worried. Are you sick? Is Kai okay? She’d replied: I’m okay, thanks for checking. And that was it. He hadn’t replied after that, and Chrissie knew he was probably upset, but if she got into a discussion with him it might go on and on and she wouldn’t be able to regain her focus. She popped the phone into her bag, asked Kai to carry his plate to the dishwasher, then got him to clean his teeth. Today was the day. She hoped. The day that Kai would finally catch the bus.
