*Elio*
When I stopped in the kitchen for my breakfast and coffee mug, Cat was there. We kissed good morning before I left for the day. Something was off with her. She woke before me and had an excuse ready on her lips when I asked why she’d been up early.
I worried she wasn’t sleeping. Maybe the stress of having Junior out there somewhere was getting to her. She assured me that she was fine, that she had just woken early and decided to stay up.
It was a good excuse, but I didn’t buy it. There just wasn’t enough time to pin her down.
Was I being paranoid? There was an itch under my skin, telling me there was something going on with Cat that she hadn’t shared with me.
I thought about all the times I kept things from her to protect her. Was she trying to protect me? I didn’t need protection, and I wanted her to be honest.
