Mac walked through the glass doors of the Metropolitan Opera and past the fountain. As she made a left turn around Avery Fisher Hall on her way to the subway, she pulled out her phone to check when the next train would be leaving from Grand Central Station. She had turned her phone off for the opera, so now she waited for it to boot up before going down into the subway, where she might lose her signal. The screen lit to reveal five missed calls from her sister.
Cam answered Mac’s call on the first ring. “Where have you been?”
“The opera. And how are you, Cam?”
“Very funny. I’ve been frantic.”
“Well, I don’t know why. I told you yesterday I had a matinee ticket to Werther.”
Werther“Oh. Well, I hope it cheered you up.”
“Yeah. Werther does that for me. So what’s up?”
Werther“Nothing.”
