Is There Anybody Out There?

It was so quiet this morning, a level of sheer silence unheard of in Baltimore City. My wife had already left the house to go on her morning jog and I could smell the coffee downstairs she’d prepared before leaving. I got up, dressed, and went down to the kitchen for a cup, and still I couldn’t get over how quiet everything was.

My wife and I rarely cross paths in the A.M. She returns from her jogs long after I’ve walked to and boarded the southbound light rail to work. I left her a note besid...