In the following days...
Early morning light came in through the kitchen window and cast a soft glow over the tidy room.
Melody had been expecting Morgan for over three days since their arrival in Barringworth City. However, he had suddenly disappeared after he ushered them into the penthouse apartment he lived in the Harborview Haven building.
She always got up early, and as she went about her chores, the soft hum of an old folk song could be heard coming from her mouth. Dashiell, her only companion, continued to sleep peacefully nearby.
Engrossed in her morning routine, she stood by the stove with a wooden spoon in hand, gently stirring a mixture of shallots and onions. The spoon hitting the pan in a steady beat made a kind of tuneless music that went well with the quiet hum of her thoughts. Her mind wandered over her plans for the day, making a mental list of things that needed to be done.
