Chapter 5

At seven on Monday morning, Evan opened his eyes when my alarm went off.

I put on my suit and slipped my employment paperwork into my bag.

"You're really going?"

"Yes."

He rolled over, turning his back to me.

No one was downstairs. I made myself a slice of toast and left before eight.

At 9:12, Diane called.

I was picking up my employee badge.

"Where's the laundry detergent?"

"In the cupboard above the washing machine."

"The blue bottle or the white one?"

"Blue."

At 9:27, she called again.

"Which cycle do I use for white shirts?"

I sent her…