Chapter 4

 

Sunday fell upon me before I knew it, and I found myself at home, cleaning an already spotless home. I’d lost most of Saturday to a glorious, deep sleep, waking up just after noon.

Now, I was dancing around to the radio in my tank top and some lounge pants, my hair up in a messy bun. It was unusual for me to leave the house on Sundays, but when I did, I was often dressed in something similar. After all, I needed to feel comfortable after being in a suit all week.

The sun was shining, and I contemplated taking a walk, maybe down to the circle, as it was a warm day. Perhaps I’d stop at the coffee shop or head over to the mall for a movie. Then again, I could always find something on the movie channels, maybe make some popcorn.

A loud, incessant fist pounding on my front door startled me, and I ran to answer it. I released the deadbolt and pulled open the door to find Nathan standing in my doorway, his expression wild.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” he asked as soon as he saw