Hey little guy

Roni woke early as usual. The tiny lizard that had come in and out of her room for the last month was on the ceiling in the corner. Hey, little guy, you coming to send me off? she said to herself. The lizard did a couple of pushups almost as if he were answering her, making Roni smile. She had emailed Mack late last night, reminding him of her flight information. They had quit trying to Skype some time ago due to bad timing and not reaching one another; email had become the communication of choice. She’d typed long ones about what was going on. His were mostly very short, typical Mack. She was looking forward to seeing him and nervous at the same time.            The air conditioning unit kicked on as she threw the sheet back. Jenny was still asleep; her blonde hair spread across the pillow. Roni pulled the tie from her hair and fixed her ponytail before she walked out to the kitchen to make coffee. As she filled the pot from the kitchen faucet, she thought about the frogs. She realized their sound had become a part of her world. She hardly heard them anymore. Wondering how long it would take her to readjust to the sounds of a New York night, she filled the coffeemaker and scooped in the coffee.
"A HORSE NAMED JOE" Contemporary women's fiction