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I have flour on my pants when I pull it from the oven but I don’t care. I rush into my bedroom and grab a sweatshirt since it was a bit chilly this afternoon when we got home. I grab my phone from the end table by the couch and grab my purse from the kitchen table.
“Thank you,” I say to the cab service before I hang up the call. I know the pie isn’t fully cooled down, but I’m in a bit of a hurry and I know it will cool on the way. A kitchen towel wrapped around the base of the pie pan will do just fine.
I slide into the back seat of the cab and give the driver my home address. We drive through the small town that I call home and I feel as though my life is within reach. I just need to find that last piece of the puzzle to tip me over the edge.
I have to get my numbers up. I have to stay in a good mood.
“Would giving a pie to an old woman put you in a good mood?” I ask the driver.
“Nah,” the driver says with a snort. “I’d want to keep the pie for myself.”
I smirk. “Can’t fault you for that. I do love pie.”
The cab driver starts eyeing up the one in my hands and I tuck it closer to myself as we pull up to my house.
“Give me one second, I’ll be right back,” I say as I slide out of the back seat and step onto the sidewalk.
As I look toward the house, I see the flutter of a television light occasionally lighting up the living room window and I wonder what she’s watching. Days of Our Lives or maybe Passions. My great aunt used to watch those shows all the time.
I smile at the memory.
I take a deep breath and look at the front door. I look at the porch for a place to set the pie. Somewhere she would see it.
Then, I stop dead in my tracks, smile, and laugh to myself as I slip the pie into her mailbox and close the lid.
“I wasn’t expecting to see you here,” Megan says when I walk into the changing room.
She stands up and gives me a hug as I head for my vanity. “I just wanted to stop by and see everyone for a minute,” I say, sitting down on my stool and looking at the pictures that frame my mirror. Megan and I consume my mirror, but Leeah and Amanda make the occasional appearance too.
I was happy in this life with my friends. Did I enjoy shaking my ass for cash? Not always. But damn was I ever smokin’ hot.
“Everything okay?” Megan asks, analyzing my face. “Are you dying or something?”
I laugh. “I don’t think so,” I lie. “Just wanted to stop by is all. I felt lonely at home.”
“Yeah, I get that,” Megan says. “I’m never home alone. And when I am, I’m usually sleeping while you girls strut your stuff here at the club.”
“I like being home alone,” Amanda says as she comes around my vanity. “It’s soothing. I take baths and read books. Sometimes I’ll even sip at wine and pretend I’m living in my mansion with my rich husband.”
“Sounds like a dream,” Leeah says, groaning as she slips her platform shoes off. “What are you doing here?” she asks me.
“She’s supposed to be enjoying a day off in a quiet house,” Megan says in a way that tells the girls she’s confused too. “But she missed us so much that she had to stop in.”
Great, my last moments with Megan and she’s taunting me.
This is why we’re friends.
“Just was on my way back home from the store,” I lie. “Thought I’d see how you girls were doing. See if you need anything.”
“Seriously though,” Amanda says, practically cutting me off. “You’re okay, right? Dorion didn’t stop by the house or anything? You’re not hurt?”
My heart starts beating rapidly at the questions. I never even thought of him stopping by. I don’t know if he’s in custody yet or not. I don’t know how that will all work out now that the police have everything they need to take him to the station.
Hopefully I’m gone before all of that pans out. I feel bad leaving these girls to deal with that without me, but I’m sure the real Trinity in this life will know how to handle it. Though I don’t think people I conjure up while in a coma count as real.
I walk around and hug all the girls before I take one last look at my vanity. “I’ll see you girls at home. Tell Vanessa I said hi.”
“Tell me yourself,” Vanessa says, walking into the changing room. She comes up to me and wraps her arms around me, pulling me in for a hug. Then, she says quietly, “I don’t know what’s up with you girl, but just take care of yourself. Okay?”
