I tried not to think about finding him gone. He said he’d stay, and I hoped he would. He promised. I held my breath and opened the front door, and there he was, now sitting up a little with Tabby still perched on his lap. Relief put a smile on my face. Aubrey clearly was very adept at reading people. “You thought I’d leave.” I put the pillows and blanket on the edge of the sofa and handed him his telescope. “I did. A reflection of me, not you.”
