I decide not to wait for Zack in the afternoon and take a ride share back to Nicole’s place by way of the grocery store. I’ve felt a little (ok a lot) like a mooch since I’ve been staying here, even though Nicole basically forced me to move in, so I decide to get dinner started for them.

I’m sliding a lasagna into the oven when Nicole bursts through the front door, all loud energy and fabulous honesty. ”It smells fucking amazing in here, ...