Malone

July

Over the next few weeks, Slade and I establish a routine together. During the day, I work at the bakery, early afternoon I work for Slade’s non-profit, and then in the evening we spend time together.

The evening is my favorite time, because we do things together we haven’t done in years. Tonight, I’m getting ready, not sure where we’re going, but just knowing we’ll be together. Beside me, my phone buzzes, an incoming text from Nita, the woman in ...