Present

Alex

As I lay in bed, the quiet apartment did nothing to ease my laziness that minute by minute was augmented by self-pity. It was after eleven in the morning and the one thing I wanted to do was call Chelsea. I kept thinking about the time difference and knew she'd be awake now. I wanted to talk to her and confess what I'd done. Patrick and Cy had been supportive and encouraging throughout last night, but they weren't Chelsea, weren't my best friend. ...