“I will be going on a business trip to attend a seminar and an important meeting. I will be gone for 9 days tops,” Atticus spoke from beside me without lifting his eyes from his phone while eating with the other unoccupied hand.

“When?” I asked him

“Now,” He replied.

I wanted to ask him why he was telling me that he was leaving in a few minutes. He should have just kept it to himself.

It was on the edge of my tongue, yet I held it in the same way I had wanted to ask him if he ...