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Annie had told Danielle that she was exhausted, but that was so much of an understatement that it was ridiculous. After making sure that her older sister had put the good coffee on the menu, Annie hauled her suitcase off to the guesthouse with as much nonchalance as she could muster ( Read more... )

Someone in the food court was causing a buzz and, as Annie took both cups of coffee on her way back to the DPD, she turned to look and wished she hadn't. Three weeks. No, three weeks and four days. He'd been gone for three weeks and four days. Rumors of his death had spread like wildfire and Annie had staunchly refused to get involved in those ( Read more... )

Every day, at one-thirty in the afternoon, Annie went to the cafeteria to get lunch. It wasn't so that she could see Webb getting his lunch, it just so happened that she did. In fact, while they'd dated, it had been a happy coincidence: thirty minutes of together time. After they'd broken up, she often left the lunch area as soon as he entered it ( Read more... )