Chapter 17 Harmony And Tension

• "You ever think about what happens if this all goes to shit?" Mia's voice cut through the morning quiet, startled me from my thoughts.
• I looked up from my coffee, still hazy from the night before. The vision of Mia seated across from me at the kitchen table-her legs curled up under her and a mug cradled in her hands-ended. She stared at me with those cutting, curious eyes, like trying to solve some puzzle or another.
• What do you mean?" I asked, keeping my voice as level as possible. I wasn't sure how ready I was for this conversation, not when my head still swam through the residual mess of last night's indulgences.