Julia

“We’re taking over your suite. So, no coming upstairs,” Vicki said to Van as the four of us paraded past on our way to the staircase.

Margaret carried the large white box. And thankfully, the police officers and Oscar Fields were nowhere to be seen. Van reached for my arm, stopping my progress. When everyone waited, I gestured toward the upstairs. “I’ll be up in a minute.”

Though I’d recovered from my ...