(Play Time)
"..No. Yes, Nana. She's wonderful. She's everything I could have ever wanted. I'm... I'm..."
He chuckled softly, the phone pressed gently between his ear and his shoulder. Adam worked casually in the kitchen at an easy meal of chicken and noodles with an alfredo sauce. Simmering to perfection. Laramie continued to lick at the floor. He payed no mind to the briefcase, untouched, beside the table, or to the manila envelope just barely peeking from its black leather folds. He hadn't touched them since he'd seen Emma. He couldn't. He just couldn't bring himself to show them to her. Not yet.
"I... I was kinda hopin'... maybe this weekend..."
He chuckled softly, the phone pressed gently between his ear and his shoulder. Adam worked casually in the kitchen at an easy meal of chicken and noodles with an alfredo sauce. Simmering to perfection. Laramie continued to lick at the floor. He payed no mind to the briefcase, untouched, beside the table, or to the manila envelope just barely peeking from its black leather folds. He hadn't touched them since he'd seen Emma. He couldn't. He just couldn't bring himself to show them to her. Not yet.
"I... I was kinda hopin'... maybe this weekend..."