“Whatever keeps you busy,” she said.

“Just don’t go pestering Brenda with silly questions.”

She smiled and went around to the driver’s door.

“Go back to bed for a few hours,” she said.

“I’ve got an early tee time with Chloe.”

The SUV started with a soft hum and rolled down the driveway.

I poured the rest of my coffee into the deep utility sink.

The empty garage was dead quiet.