Chapter 89

• MEREDITH:
• Turning toward the door, I tilted my head to slightly look at Alan. “Well, I stopped missing you. If that is why you did all this, you wasted your time. Get me back home.”
• My hand reached for the door's handle at the same time my phone rang. Alan shot to his feet like a tiger ready to pounce. His eyes widened, beholding fear. The same expression you have when you remember that you had forgotten to turn off the stove before leaving the house, and now you are stuck in traffic, miles away from your house.