Chapter 9
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By the time I got home to the bottle of Grey Goose waiting on my coffee table, it was raining outside. I couldn't see the moon, but it wasn't dark out there. Long sheets of slanting rain glittered yellow beneath the streetlights. I loosened my tie as I stared out the window and kicked off my shoes. Across the street from my third-floor apartment, a tree bent low in the wind in front of the Vietnamese restaurant with its red neon Pho! sign. Someone walked past in a long gray raincoat, the straps flapping behind them as they tried and failed to hold it closed.
I thought of watching some Netflix but decided against it. None of the shows I was watching right then matched the mood that was hovering over me, the memories that were floating up inside me. I had been trying t
