Dropping Everything

Zara

Dinner was supposed to be a simple thing, but my mind kept drifting while I stood over the pot, stirring without really paying attention. My phone rang about forty minutes in, buzzing against the counter loud enough to startle me, and I nearly knocked the spoon into the pot reaching for it. Vance's name flashed on the screen and I picked up immediately, wiping my free hand on a kitchen towel.