True to her word, Meredith sent the address a short time later. Genova quickly dressed up and rushed out of her room. She hurried downstairs with her bag slung over her shoulder, hurrying past the dining room where Eva and Zoe sat.
“Gen! Where are you off to in such a hurry?” Eva inquired halting Genova in her tracks.
“Oh forgive my manners, aunt, I almost didn’t see you there,” Genova mouthed with a weary smile. “I’m off to have dinner with a friend.”
“Ooooh, a friend? Is this friend by any chance that boy you told me about?” Eva teased, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
Genova averted her gaze to hide her blush, especially from Zoe's enquiring gaze as she sipped her orange juice.
“That's not it, aunt. It's just a nice lady from work named Meredith," Genova explained.
Meredith? Ev
