"
Alan digested this. She'd said it loudly, and a few of the other morning
patrons at the Greek's were staring at them. He looked away, across the
street, and spied Billy standing in a doorway, watching. Billy met his
eyes, then looked away.
"I'm sorry, Natalie," he said. "You're right."
She blew air out her nostrils.
"What about this. You can knock on my door any time. I'll make up the
sofa for you." He thought of Mimi and cringed inwardly. She'd have to
stay upstairs and be quiet if there were strangers in the house. Then he
remembered his promise about her wings. He bit his lip.
She let out a harsh chuckle. "Will I be any safer there?"
"What does that mean?"
"You're the weirdest person I've ever met, Alvin. I mean, sorry, no
offense, but why the hell would I knock on your door?"
She stood and turned on her barefoot heel and took herself away, walking
at a brisk and gingerly pace.
Barry moseyed over and sat in her seat. "She'll be okay," he said. He
picked up her spoon and began to finish her breakfast. "You know, I
can't watch the way I could yesterday, not anymore. Too visible. What do
I do now?"
Aaron shrugged. "Find a job. Be visible. Get a place to live. We can
have each other over for dinner."
Brett said, "Maybe I could get a job where I got to watch. Security
guard."
August nodded. He closed his eyes.
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