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Agatha
George suing a woman over a small accident? The man is petty to a fault.
> I roll my eyes as I walk into my apartment building.
For a few minutes this morning, when I ran into him, I thought he was behind everything. But then he went into explicit detail about what happened, and I have to say, it seemed like he was at fault more than the woman.
But I am pretty sure the judge will see it my way as well.
I sent Jacob to pick up the food for the dinner today.
I walk into the elevator and frown down at my phone. The stupid thing isn’t working after this morning. I saw Ian tried to call me, but it was as if I couldn’t press anything on the screen. The calls just kept getting cut.
I told Philip to let Ian know that I was fine when he called Jacob up this afternoon.
My stomach feels a bit queasy, and I scowl.
Not again.
I have been feeling a little sick since last week. Maybe I should just go and visit the doctor and see what is going on. I have a feeling that all this stress is responsible.
Getting off at my floor, I walk over to my apartment, and I see a baby sock lying outside the door.
I grin, realizing that Charlotte and Sarah must have arrived early. I know they had gone to do some baby shopping this morning. I am about to turn the doorknob when I hear a familiar voice from behind me.
“Agatha.”
I turn around and blink. “Jenna? Where did you come from?”
It’s a single hall. And I didn’t seen her in the elevator. What is going on?
She smiles at me, and it immediately makes the hair on the back of my neck rise.
Her smile is wrong.
“I was waiting for you,” she says, not moving.
“Okay, but where?” I ask, my toes curling in my shoes.
“Oh, didn’t I tell you? I got the apartment next to yours.”
I let out a controlled breath and move my foot to cover the sock in the hallway. “When was that? You never said a word.”
“When my grandmother died.”
My hand turns the doorknob behind me and my smile freezes on my lips. “That was a year ago.”
She shrugs.
“You’ve been my neighbor for a year, and you never said anything?” I am piecing together incidents, and I don’t like what I am seeing.
There is a gleam in her eyes that is making my instincts scream at me to run. However, there is no place for me to go and I don’t know what is going on. But for some reason, I want my friends in the apartment to be able to hear me.
“Well, I don’t live here all the time. I have another apartment downtown.” She gives me that smile again, the one that makes a shiver run down my spine.
“That’s still something you bring up. I thought we were friends.”
She tilts her head, her dark hair falling over her shoulder. “I thought we were friends, too.”
