“I have to take the kid upstairs. He needs to do his homework, but Adele will be home soon too,” Laura said, directing the boy upstairs. She went along with him and returned shortly.
“Were you organizing the pantry?” András gestured towards the open pantry door.
Laura quickly closed the door, then headed towards the couch. She had no idea why András wouldn’t leave her alone, especially now, when she felt guilty and afraid. She had asked him in that email to give her time… and now he was here, barging in again.
“Just some organizing, but the cleaning lady didn’t finish.”
“Because she fell down the stairs, right?”
“I had a substitute come in, but she never got around to finishing up,” Laura said with a wave of her hand. “I think I’ll just wait till Marika is ready to work again.”
“Laur
