The dumpster was almost full and they hadn’t cleared away more than a fourth of the space. Benny and Brad tried to devise the next course of action, while Karen swept the dirt into a corner. She was happy to hear the doorbell. Maybe she would be able to steal a moments rest giving Mrs. Landau a tour. She stripped the cotton mask from her face as she ran down the stairs.
“Hey neighbor!” they yelled through the screen.
“We saw the dumpster and Brad’s truck,” Xavier smiled and thumbed toward the street. “And we figured you guys would need a lot of help.”
Karen was a little confused, but grateful for their willingness to help. “Uh sure, come on in. The guys are upstairs.”
She turned to the women with a pained look on her face. “I thought you were Mrs. Landau. She called last minute. She’s stopping by, and it just occurred to me that I don’t have anything fancy to serve.”
She drove slowly down the street. It had been so long since she’d been in the area. And there it was; the most striking home on the road. Her hands gripped the steering wheel. It felt like a time warp, and she wasn’t sure if she could pull up to the house let alone step foot inside. But Genevieve Landau never gave up when she was on a mission, especially if she could bring Patience home. She carefully parked her sedan in front of the dumpster. It had been her exact spot years ago. She smoothed her hair and checked her makeup. It was only a matter of time until she had her baby back home with her.