Chapter 11
It completely ignored the fact I hadn’t made an effort to see him, either. It ignored the fact I hadn’t called him for weeks. He’d called me. It also ignored the fact Craig had made more of an effort in recent weeks than I had.
I fell into bed and cried myself to sleep. When I next awoke, at two in the morning, my eyes were crusted over. I padded to the toilet, bumping into the door jamb on the way, relieved myself, then washed the dried tears from my eyes. I returned to bed and fell into a deep sleep. 5