RUBBY

"Shit! Not now." I muttered.

Annie stepped out, with Alex's mother. They discussed in hush tones, and Alex's mom handed her a door card, Alex's own, I presume.

Annie looked scared; I couldn't tell if she was being threatened or if she was scared of Alex's reaction when he met her home.

After a few minutes, Alex's mother climbed into the car and drove off, while Annie walked towards the house. I held my breath, ready for any type of confrontation.

"Click, click," her heels ...