Hilda finished up her rounds and paperwork just in time. Gert came into the front foyer with gusto. Like a woman with a purpose. In fact, it kind of freaked Hilda out. Trying to catch her breath, without luck, Gert tried to speak. Hilda waited patiently trying not to add to the obvious frantic state Gert appeared to be in. “Gert, dear. Is everything ok?” She asked calmly. “Hil. Hildy. Hilda.” She finally got out. “Gert, sit down, love. What is it?” Gert shook her head and put both hands on the counter to steady herself and calm down. Finally catching her breath, “Hilda, Frank is on the roof. I tried to tell him to go back in but he wants to see Erato. He said no one is letting him see her. So he’s going to jump.” Hilda giggled. “You’re laughing? Really?” Gert looked appalled. “Gert, please
