I let the curtain fall from my fingers.
Then I turned away from the window and walked toward my phone on the nightstand.
I finally understood exactly what I had to do next.
She wanted me to see.
I ran outside in my robe, my bare feet slapping against the cold patio stones.
The sound of the concrete truck filled the whole yard, a low grinding roar that swallowed everything.
Katherine stood beside my pool with her arms crossed, watching the gray sludge pour into the water my children had splashed in the day before.
“Now there will finally be SOME PEACE AND QUIET!” she called out over the noise. “I warned you!”
I ran outside in my robe
Her husband was behind the wheel of the truck, his eyes fixed forward.
His company logo was bright across the door in the early light.
I stopped a few feet away.
