Mar 22, 2009 08:45
Cloud, Vincent, I really do need to speak with you at your earliest convenience. Please...
Action for Anita
Reeve generally woke with the sun. Waking up was a far cry from getting out of bed, but he liked knowing that the light had returned. And once that was taken care of, he could lounge for hours, enjoying the warmth of the blankets -- and, more recently, the warmth of the body beside his.
Today, though, he woke up early and couldn't manage to find that dozey place again. He had too much to think about these days, and he couldn't get the discussion he and Anita had had the other day out of his head.
She had to leave him, and probably sooner than either of them had expected. Knowing didn't make it any better.