Chapter 13
- CHRIS
- I got home at eleven forty-seven.
- I know the exact time because I looked at my watch in the elevator and thought; not for the first time this week that my life had somehow become considerably more complicated than it was seven days ago. One week. Seven days since a woman knocked on my door, sat on my sofa, drank my wine, and rearranged something in the air around me that I hadn't figured out how to put back yet.