I touched the thin silver bracelet at my cuff as I read the date three times.

He had planned to spend another ten weeks living in Eleanor’s home while I worked weekend overtime shifts to pay off the equity line for him.

He was planning to sit across from me at Thanksgiving dinner while finalizing his mortgage paperwork with Melissa.

I took the blue sticky note off the monitor cable and slid it inside the white envelope with the rest of the papers.

By two in the afternoon, the autumn wind was pushing dry oak leaves against the kitchen window.