ANNA
WHEN I invited him inside, his hand caressed my cheek, then he nodded. It wasn’t a fanfare at all. We alighted from his little car like people would normally do. I took my house keys from inside the pocket of my jacket as he followed me up the steps to the front door. I inserted the key in, and opened the door to walk inside. I left the door open for him and heard him close it behind him as I let myself into the living room. The sound of the clicking of the lock was deafening, and I tried not to get affected by the sense of expectation that pervaded, instead of doom.
The living room… I made sure I had that part of the house as orderly as I possibly could while I still worked on the other two rooms and the kitchen. I knew I couldn’t expect him to even notice, much more care for the v
