I kissed my wife goodbye and watched her drive off to work

on my screen.

“Hey, it’s Sarah! Leave a message and I’ll get back to you!”

I hung up without leaving one, my thumb trembling.

I texted her.

Are you home? This isn’t funny.

The message delivered, but the little blue check marks that meant she’d read it never appeared.

I watched the live feed for another minute.

The woman on the couch didn’t move.

She just sat continue reading …