Chapter 70

• MAN SANDWICH
• I sent Ryan home after Mateo left. I hope Mateo realizes that. Maybe I should text him and tell him. But I don’t. I can’t. I have to figure this out before I talk to either one of them again. Throwing myself into bed, I stare over at my phone on the nightstand. Every time it buzzes, my heart leaps into my throat.
• But it’s just my mother each time, wondering why I cancelled her evening with the kids, asking if everything’s okay. I give her brief, nondescript answers, which only lead to more questions. The buzzes keep coming, and I stop answering her eventually. I don’t have the time or energy for that.