ABSTRACT
It’s the second Saturday without Andy. Derek and I wake up pretty late. I feel out of place, as I am usually running on Saturday mornings. I miss my runs and miss Monica as well as Steve. Monica texted me on Friday night, just to check if I was all right. I almost thought of taking Derek in the stroller and running, but decided against dragging poor Derek out on an early Saturday morning. We have our pancake breakfast and are lounging on the sofa. I am surfing Facebook and other fashion Web sites and Derek is busy with his Ninjago game.
