Chapter 41

“What’s this?”

“Some of the proofs from yesterday.”

“Do I really want to see them?”

“Yes, you do.” 23

When I got to my apartment, I set my cello on the floor of the hallway and tossed the photos onto the couch. The light on my answering machine was blinking wildly. I knew that meant I had more than one message. The light blinked faster with each message. I pressed a button and it told me I had seven messages.

Did I know seven people? Who would call me?

Maybe. But I had to hit the shower first. The messages could wait until I smelled better.

I took a very long shower. The other residents of the building could just wait.

I doubted any one had had a day like I had had. When the water was just beginning to cool, I turned it off and reached for a towel. I wrapped it around me and went into the bedroom to find some clean sweats.

In the kitchen, I opened a can of soup and put it in the microwave. While it was heating I dropped a couple slices of bread into the toaster.