I'm groggy as I open my eyes. Turning over, I search for Josh, and he's not there. Why isn't he next to me? Where did he go? My brain tries to put the pieces together. Did he say he had to go or do something this morning? No, I'd remember. Looking at the clock, it's nine am. Damn! I don't usually sleep this late. I blame it on the champagne, wine, and late night. Sitting up, I take a deep breath and look outside. The view outside the large windows still amazes me. I stand in front of the window and look down; the people are so small, they look...