Susan let herself into the apartment. She heard Chloe and Suzie 'chatting' in the kitchen but walked past them wordlessly.

"Oh, hey Susan." Chloe called. No reply. Chloe followed her to her room. "What's wrong."

"Nothing." Susan lied.

Chloe sighed. "What's it going to take? I'm fine. And Suzie is fine with me. How can I prove that to you?"

"You've been clean for a week." Susan pointed out.

"So what makes you so sure this isn't for good?"

"We'll just have to wait and see."

Chloe shook her head. "This is ridiculous. You are clearly unhappy. I'm willing to bet there's a guy in Chicago who is equally so. This isn't that complicated. Go home." Chloe walked out of her room, knowing it wouldn't work.

***

Dear Mark

I thought I had good news. Chloe was doing so much better – after you left she was trying to talk me into going home – trying to convince me she'd be fine, and Suzie would be fine, without me. And I was so close to believing her. I haven't seen her in three days. Suzie's been moody and won't sleep through the night. I'm exhausted and all I want is to wake up beside you. I got my hopes up – Chloe seemed so much better. I'm so tired of hoping. Of missing you and not seeing the end of it. I'm so sorry I can't come home. I love you.