Chapter 1402

• ELEVEN A.M. ELEVENSES
• First, the glass of iced coffee—in the kitchen, while they went through the mail—then a shower, and then terry robes in that odd alcove off the bedroom, which even the Realtor couldn’t tell them much about. (Sewing room—with no windows? Walk-in closet—when the bedroom itself already had a bigger one?) Cilla and Drew had thrown a boom box in there and used the alcove daily as a private chill-out lounge, for post-shower quality time.
• It was one of their little routines.