JULIE DAVID
There’s only one car in the carport, and I stroll by and use the key she gave me back when all this started, and let myself in. The Kitchen is warm in comparison to the trip over from my (parent’s) house next door. It’s a large upscale neighborhood with the houses widely spaced, and it’s a typical cold December morning. I’ve been home for most of my University’s Junior semester due to Covid. My online class sign on isn’t for more than an hour, Julie’s husband has left to go for morning...