Sunday afternoon I spent delivering meals and doing safety checks on the elderly. One of the oldest residents on my roster fainted while I was visiting, and by the time the ambulance arrived, he had slipped into a coma. I carried that event with me for the rest of the day.
Voldemort actually lay across my lap that evening, perhaps sensing how down I was. I petted him lightly while I watched On Golden Pond, a favorite movie of my father’s. I fell asleep near the end, and when I awoke the next morning, my neck wasn’t happy with me.
I took a really hot shower to loosen things up, then got ready to head out. It would be interesting to see Titus’s reaction to my choice of meeting places. Whatever he wanted from me, he’d have to prove himself first. I dressed in worn black jeans and an old gre
