My first instinct was to throw open the car door.
My hand actually touched the handle.
Then Ava’s words came back.
Just follow him one day.
Don’t tell him.
Just watch.
So I stayed where I was.
Calvin handed Melissa the cup. She said something I could not hear, and he laughed softly. Then he took several documents from a folder and showed them to her.
There was nothing secretive in the way he behaved.
Nothing romantic or sinister.
He looked tired.
Melissa looked tired too.
After a few minutes, they disappeared through the glass doors beneath a sign I had been too stunned to read.
HAVENWOOD NEUROLOGICAL RECOVERY CENTER.
I stared at those words until they blurred.
A recovery center.
I reached for my phone.
I could call Calvin.
I could call the police.
I could call somebody and demand that the last seven years of my life be explained to me immediately.
