Charity
“He’s not sleeping.” I sigh heavily, taking a liberal drink of my coffee.
“Are any of us?” Mandy tilts her own cup. “All of us have been on edge since this all started.”
That day had been just like this one in so many ways. The beginning of July had come in with a bang; we’d had thunderstorms and rain for forty-eight hours straight. As I’d gotten off work that afternoon, the sun came out, shining bright and hot.
“Are you going to open your sunroof?” Mandy teases as we leave through the back door of the office.
Pretending like I’m thinking about it, I nod enthusiastically. “I can’t believe I got this new SUV a week ago and haven’t been able to open up the damn sunroof yet. Harley and Justice have been asking every day I’ve picked them up. It’s damn near broken their heart every time I’ve had to say no.”
“It’s a gorgeous evening.” She turns in a circle, holding her arms out wide. “I might try to convince Dalton to let us take a ride.” She lifts her eyebrows up, winking.