Chapter 15: Faye Becomes Distraught
May 26
Late in the evening, Faye showed up on my doorstep with a list of errands for me to execute, which I told her to put away.
“You have enough money in your bank account to pay an assistant to accomplish those little deeds and tasks for you, Faye. Go through a temp agency, and they will set an assistant up for you.”
We sat side by side on my Tudor’s front stoop, enjoying the summertime twilight. The May sky looked stunning, splotched with spiraling reds and a carpet of blues. Crickets chirped wildly around us as traffic slowly passed on Farling Street. A light wind brushed against my face. Its caress felt warm and soothing.
She hissed, “It’s all about trust, Paul. I don’t want anyone to know about my personal life.”
“Well, I can’t keep doing yo
