“You love your routine. I’ve never known a single person who enjoys going to Food King on a Sunday afternoon except for you.” Malcolm stood, started pacing. “I do love it, you’re right. But, I wouldn’t be sorry to take a break from it. Can’t a person want two things at once? I need to see something else. I need to go to a place where no one knows us. And with everything that’s happened? I have to get out of here. I have to do one interesting thing. I have to hit the reset button.”
