The door opened, and Lola poked her head out.
“Oh,” she said. “Hi sweetie!”
The two of them embraced, while I stood awkwardly in the hall.
“Sara, this is Alex.”
“Nice to meet you,” said Sara, her voice softening now that she knew I was with Lola. “Macy doing okay, Lola?”
“Yeah, she’s out for the count. You’re amazing, Sara. Thanks for putting her to bed.”
“Least I can do,chica. You around tomorrow?”
“Sure. I’ll see you then, okay?”
“Night.” Sara turned and went down the hall of her building.
“Woman was looking at me like I was a crook,” I muttered, as Lola let me in.
“Oh, that’s Sara,” laughed Lola. “She’s always looking out for me.”
The apartment was homely and warm, despite the old furniture and the threadbare cushions on the sofa. The living room and the kitchen were all one.
