Chapter 7

"When did they say it would be here?" Mikael asked as he looked over to her, sitting on the couch, about an hour later. He was trying to get her speaking again as she had gone silent. Though he didn't mind the silence in the room, he found it odd that she didn't. She did seem completely focused on whatever she was doing.

"Tomorrow." She replied without looking up. "I will be here in the morning, so I can wait for the packages."

"We will both here in the morning." He said with a chuckle. "Though I work mostly at night, I do keep normal hours for the most part. That is probably the point of the old man and this couch. At least he knows I will have a comfortable place to sleep."

"Well, I mean, you do go home." She said again, not looking up at him. He began to wonder what she was doing over there and what she was looking at.

"Not really." He stated as he grimaced slightly. He knew this would have to come up sooner or later. He had hoped it would be later. Much later.