Taylor
I rise from bed to an empty house. I glance at my phone to see it's 9:15 a.m. It's earlier than expected. I tidy up in my bathroom before fixing my toast. On the kitchen island, I find the list Kennedy and I created yesterday. I plan to make my friends' lives easier while I live here. I plan to clean, shop, and run errands. Jackson claims he has no items for me to help with. Kennedy asks for my help with research on fertility, surrogacy, and a few phone calls.
I start my to do list with a phone call.
“Thank you for calling The Blue Agency. How may I assist you?" A friendly, female voice greets.
“I have questions regarding my coverage," I respond. I lightly cross off item number two on my list. Pretending to be Kennedy, I give details so the agent may pull up the policy under Ja
