COLEEN

The apartment door creaked open, and before I even had time to set my duffel bag down, Mark’s voice boomed from the kitchen.

“Coleen! Finally, my roommate returns from her summer of secrecy!”

I laughed, dropping the bag just inside the door. “Secrecy? Please, I was working half the time. Meanwhile, you were probably lounging on a beach somewhere.”

He emerged from the kitchen with a wooden spoon in his hand, grinning. “Correction, lounging by a pool. My parents don’t ...