Hailey
I wake before dawn and slip out of bed, careful not to wake Tyler. I missed my run yesterday, choosing to sleep instead of sticking to my routine, and I swear that one decision led to a whole cascade of unpleasant effects. Today will be different. I will start off on the right foot, first by keeping my word to myself.
I slip on a pair of running shorts and a tank top, shivering when the fabric brushes my bare legs. I try not to make any noise that might wake Tyler or the kids, tiptoeing down the stairs, careful to avoid the fourth tread from the bottom, which creaks.
The house is quiet and dark. It’s my favorite time of the day. As I pass through the dining room, I see the curtains are open just a hair. Outside, the sky is dark gray, the moon a white sliver peeking through the cl
