“The opportunity presented itself,” Angela replied.
Mina laughed and slapped Angela on the back.
“You’re alright, Angela,” she said.
When the crowd had mostly dispersed, Genesis returned to Angela with her parents.
“We’re heading back to the house now,” Genesis said. “Ouma, you coming?”
“I’d like to stay a while longer, thanks,” Mina said. “But I’ll see you tonight. And it was a pleasure meeting you, Angela.”
“You too,” Angela said.
She followed Genesis around the church to the parking lot. Dominick stood by the driver side door with the keys in his hand, staring back over his shoulder at the cemetery. Marta touched his arm.
“Do you want me to drive?” she asked.
“No, I’m okay,” he replied.
He climbed behind the wheel and Marta stepped around to the other side.
“Are you okay?” Angela asked Genesis.
“Yeah,” Genesis replied. “I actually am.”
The hatchback rolled up the driveway and came to a stop in the garage. Angela climbed out of the car and Genesis grabbed her by the arm, leading her back outside.
“You better not lock yourself in your apartment again,” Marta said as they ducked around the building.
Once inside, Genesis made a beeline for the couch and sank face-first into the cushions. Angela lingered by the doorway, staring at Genesis’s feet poking out over the arm of the couch.
“Don’t we have to go upstairs?” she asked.
“In a bit,” Genesis replied. “Come on, take a load off.”
Angela reluctantly crossed the room. Genesis rolled over and pulled her legs up. Angela sat at the end of the couch with Genesis’s feet propped up on her lap.
“Angie?” Genesis said.
“Yeah?” Angela replied.
“I think I’m in love with you,” Genesis said.