Missy’s head appears through the square door in the center of the attic floor. It’s early, and dawn spills through the window. The past few days have been like that light, so swift and serene. I know it won’t last. “Fine.” Smiling in greeting, I set a basket of yarn and knitting needles next to the rocking chair. I hope Missy doesn’t notice the lines beneath my eyes, just as she probably hopes I don’t notice hers. My aunt climbs up the rest of the way and sits on the edge of the opening. She glances around with raised brows. “This turned out really good, Alex. Wow. I forgot what the floor looked like up here.” “Thanks. Hey, did I hear Saul leaving this morning?” I’m relieved that she still doesn’t ask about Andrew or why I’m avoiding him. “Yeah, he has another job. The drive is longer than most, so he’ll probably stay at a motel on the way back.” Missy’s smile is strained now, and I wonder if she’s telling me the entire truth.
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