Now there was room to breathe.
***
A few days later, I went looking for someone.
Same neighborhood, different coat of paint on the building.
I stood outside the door and knocked.
When it opened, I almost didn’t recognize her.
Older, slower, but the same eyes.
“Mrs. Greene?” I said.
She looked at me for a second.
Then her face softened.
“Nora?”
I smiled, already feeling my throat tighten.
I almost didn’t recognize her.
***
Mrs. Greene and I sat in her small living room, just as we used to.
I told her everything.
About Arthur, the money, and Mae.
When I finished, I reached into my bag and set an envelope on the table.
“I never paid you back,” I said.
She frowned slightly. “You finished school. That was the deal.”
I shook my head. “You did more than that.”
She didn’t touch the envelope.
“I never paid you back.”
