Elliott called the elevator with his IAC, boarded it, and waited for it to reach his floor, his mind still going over the conversation he’d had with Amanda. He honestly wasn’t too surprised at her reaction to seeing him, though he had hoped she’d take some time to think about things and at least decide to get help for her addiction.

He walked into his apartment and was immediately surprised to see his son there. After living here for forty years alone, having a roommate was ...