June

"These days you’re waking up way too late," Leila softly scolds as I plop into a chair at the dining table.

I yawn, grabbing a glass of water. "I know, right? Perks of not being secretary to a crazy boss anymore." I throw her a wink that’s faster than my smile.

Leila chuckles, shaking her head. "I’m just glad you’re doing okay, after everything that happened last week."

Oh—right. You guys must be lost. Let me catch you up.

rewind noises, tape spinning in my head

Chris? ...