Chapter 39

SIXTY-TWO HOURS AND thirty-two minutes.

“Good morning, Mrs. Bell.” I smile at her as she watches me. She’s been up for a few hours now. She lays beside me still in her pajamas, no makeup, hair is a wild ball surrounding her face like a rebellious halo.

“Good morning, Mr. Bell.” She’s smiling as she strokes my hair. She’s humming something from the reception, but I don’t know the name.

“First day of my life by Bright Eyes.” She answers before I can ask.

“Sing it to me.” I reach around her and trace circles into her back as she sings me the words.

Her voice is delicate.

“Didn’t you have work today?” I ask her. “Those dogs don’t walk themselves.”

“Shaina’s wedding gift.” She turns and slips her arms around me.

“Another gift from Shaina? She’s getting out of hand.” I joke. Lana chuckles softly.