Falling Ch. 01
Chapter 1, In which I do a good deed I was lying on my back staring at the ceiling when the phone rang. It was too much effort to move, so I continued pondering the cobwebs on the fan overhead and waited for the answering machine in the front room to cover for me. “Michael, please pick up!” It was a young woman’s voice. “It’s Stacey — I really need to see you, and you aren’t answering your cell! Please call me as soon as you can.” There was a breathless pause and then she hung up. Some women might get upset when their good-looking roommate got a call from a strange girl, but I wasn’t one of them. It happened pretty often, actually, but usually Michael was there to answer them. See, he was …