“You’re welcome,” Anna said.
“Anyway, she’s waiting for me,” Angela said. “I’ll… see you around.”
“Bye,” Anna said.
Angela clutched the flowers to her chest and hurried out of the shop.
It was almost noon by the time Angela reached the Jacobs house. Dominick was sitting on the front step wearing a suit and tie. He stood to greet Angela.
“Sorry it took me so long,” she said. “I had to make a stop.”
“I’m just glad you could make it at all,” he replied. “I didn’t know what else to do.” He headed around to the side of the house. “I have a spare key but she’s set the chain lock so I can’t get in. I was about to get bolt cutters when I noticed she left her phone in the car.”
Angela handed the lilies to Dominick and plucked a single flower from the bouquet.
“I’ll take it from here,” she said.
She marched down the stairs and opened the door a crack. She could hear muffled voices on the other side accompanied by music and gunfire. She slipped the flower into the opening and closed her eyes.
The petals wrapped around the chain like delicate little fingers and slid it to the end of the track. The chain fell with a clunk against the doorframe.
“How did you do that?” Dominick asked.
“Long story,” Angela replied. “I’ll be back out shortly. I hope.”
She stepped into the apartment and shut the door behind her. Genesis was sitting on the couch, playing a game on her TV that involved running around and shooting aliens. She didn’t acknowledge Angela’s presence.
“Genesis,” Angela said.
She stepped forward, leaned against the back of the couch.
“You don’t have to be here,” Genesis said. “I’m not having another meltdown. I just needed some time to myself.”