Dave and Wyatt looked at each other.
"Do you remember what the date was when you went to Amanda's house?" Wyatt asked.
"I know it was a Thursday, because I didn't want to go to Amanda's house on a weeknight, but it was the only night I didn't have a department meeting after class. I wanted to get home and get my run in and not have to get up early the next morning. I think it was May fourteenth, because it had been six months to the day since I split from Michael."
Wyatt took her hand in one of his and turned her face with his other hand, putting his finger on the side of her cheek. When she looked at him, he asked, "Do you know what the date is today?"
She shook her head.
"Today is May twenty-fourth. You've been gone over a week."
She looked at him, aghast, and leaned away from him,
