Lou opened the door with a bit of trepidation. He wasn’t certain what to expect except he was very sure it wouldn’t involve a kiss since Walter’s—No, Wayne’s—daughter would be standing there too.
He was wrong about half of it. He did get kissed quite soundly, after Wayne put down his suitcases. Then Wayne stepped back, saying, “Lou, this is Rachel, although she’s decided she wants to be called Rae.”
“Hi, Rae,” Lou said, smiling when she smiled. “I’m Lou.”
“I know. You kissed Dad so you have to be.” She marched past him into the apartment. Putting down the small suitcase she was carrying she said, “I’m going to look around. Okay?”
“Yeah it’s okay. It’s your place too. Now.”
Rae grinned at Lou. “I know.” Then she disappeared into the kitchen.
“What would she have done if I’d said ‘no’,
