Chapter 27: Never Go to Bed Angry
I could make it easy on us both and apologize now. Sidle up behind Dan, ease my arms around his waist, rest my chin on his shoulder and blow gently on his neck, my breath cooling his sweat. “I’m sorry, baby,” I could say. It would be that simple. He’d turn in my arms and kiss me, and everything would be right again.
Only it isn’t that simple. From the kitchen door I look out into the back yard, thinking that if Dan is still working on the porch, I’ll see him from here, give him a smile, maybe call him inside with a slight nod. That’s the plan, at least, but he isn’t by the porch any longer, I’ve waited too long. Now he’s at the garden shed with my Uncle Doug, the two of them hefting the full garbage cans into the bed of someone’s pickup truck. I could st
