Chapter 7
Noah arrived a few minutes after Jessica left. Dirty from playing softball, he tossed his clothes in the laundry. I wanted to tell him about Jessica’s visit once he showered, and after we ate. While he took a shower, I started the laundry, separating clothes for the wash. I found Noah’s cell phone in his shorts. As I put it on a counter above the washer, it rang. I didn’t recognize the number but answered it for him.
“Hello.”
“Hi, Noah?”
“Nope, he’s in the shower. Can I tell him who’s calling?”
Click.
I looked at the number and checked the call log. I counted ten phone calls in the past few days for the same number. I walked to the kitchen. Noah’s wallet and keys lay by the take-out food. Because Noah stuffed business cards in his wallet as a habit, and I was suspicious abo
