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Twenty Six - We promised
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2021-05-09 14:33:22I put Nova to bed at nine that night and then went downstairs to see if Genevieve needed anything from me. She was sitting on the couch, a glass of wine in her hand, watching television.
"Is my dad home yet?" I asked her.
"No," she answered. "I'm waiting for him."
"Do you need me to do anything before I go upstairs for the night?"
"If you don't mind taking out the trash really quick then nothing. Thank you." She smiled at me.
"No problem."
I walked into the kitchen, pulling the trash bag from the garbage can beneath the sink. I put on my coat quickly and walked down the front path, putting the trash out for the truck that would come by in the morning. I turned and started walking back inside when I heard a hushed voice
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