Somehow, without noticing, she had managed to open the door to the apartment and now found herself wandering, lost in its four small rooms. A pale twilight filtering in through the window offered no clues. The blinking light of the answering machine drew her attention. Automatically, she pressed the play button.
“You have two messages. First message.”
“Jane, it’s Lisa. We just saw it on the news. Oh my God, are you okay? Call me as soon as you get this, I’ll be right over. You shouldn’t be alone at a…”
Not now, not yet. Maybe someday, but not now.
“Honey, it’s David. The plane was delayed because of weather, but we should be taking off within the hour. See you soon. I love you.”
Her body began to convulse with uncontrollable sobs and would not stop for a long time.