Monday December 25, 2017
Elliot, Adam, Elly and Me
Charlotte Joyce Kidd
Heloise listens through the wall. Dan caught her twice last week so now she has to be much more stealthy.
“I’m going to the gym!” Dan calls, already half out the door, scarf pulled up over his nose.
“Bye, hon!” Heloise shouts back. She runs to the kitchen for a glass. She runs back upstairs and almost wipes out. Must get socks with grips on the bottom, she thinks. It’s not like she runs any other time.
She puts the glass to the wall. She can hear Liam typing. He must be writing again. Good for you, she smiles. Footsteps. He gets up. Maybe watering a plant? Maybe stretching? Writer’s block?