We’re all fine.” There was nothing else, not a hint that he missed her, that he was worried about her, or that he even wanted to talk to her. Sophie’s thumb hovered over the Call button for a long moment, but she resisted the urge to call him.She spent the rest of Sunday in bed, or in her pajamas sitting on her mother’s sofa, eating cereal and watching TV.“It’s just like summer holidays all over again,” Iris told her, drawing back the living room curtains to let in some late-September sun that made Sophie blink and rub her eyes. “You never used to want to go out and get fresh air back then either. I practically had to kick you and Carrie out of the door and tell you to enjoy yourselves. The last thing you need is to be sitting around in the dark moping. Why don’t you go out for a walk? Take a dog or two. If you take Scooby he’ll pull you along and you’ll hardly have to put in any effort at all. You need some fresh air to blow away those cobwebs, that’s what you need,”
