Karen held the door open and waited while she made her way through the entryway. Genevieve stood in the foyer. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The people and smells were different, but she could still feel parts of Patience within the walls. The walls. She opened her eyes and glanced at the built-ins that used to house her souvenirs from foreign lands, and wondered if Patience had hidden anything there.
“Thank you for allowing me to intrude on such short notice.” She grabbed her hand and smiled. “I’ve just been a little restless lately.”
“It’s no bother at all.” She led them into the kitchen. “Would you ladies like a cup of tea?”
Genevieve looked at her diamond watch. “It’s just about lunchtime. I’ve got something better in mind.”
Larry couldn’t look at another box. By his count, they had roughly gone through sixty boxes of junk. Maybe it was time to concede.
“Let’s face it, we’re all up here, with the exception of you Ben, looking for the same thing.” He wiped the sweat from his forehead. “And we haven’t found it yet. I don’t think it’s here. Maybe she took it with her.”
Xavier shook his head. “But why leave behind the key? It doesn’t make sense.”
“Hey,” Ben yelled through his mask. “I think I found something.”
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