When Elyse woke up, she was in her own bed, her eyes swollen and her stomach sick. She lay still until the nausea receded then slowly made her way to the bathroom. As she passed the dresser, she got a whiff of Nick's cologne and backed up. His bottle of cologne sat on the dresser, where it always had, along with his gold watch. She raced to the kitchen, assailed with nausea as she inhaled the aroma of coffee, looking into the sink and finding a dirty mug. She sighed in relief. She hurried to the bathroom and through her shower and dressed. She had to get to work. She had some catching up to do. Because she had been in such a snit for the last few days she had not done any shopping except for their families and had shipped them earlier in the month. She at least wanted to get a present f