CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED and TWELVE
“What did I say? What happened?” Valerie said.
“Rodney’s dead,“ Yvonne said. “I have to marry the spider.”
“No, he’s not and you’re not marrying the spider and…,” Valerie said. “Oh crap, Delphie’s going to kill me.”
As if they were never there, Yvonne’s tears stopped. She squinted her eyes.
“How do you know Delphie?”
“She was my mother’s best friend,” Valerie said. “She’s like a mother to me. You’re in her apartment.”
Yvonne glanced at the room behind her then gave Valerie another suspicious look. As if she was casting a spell, this woman’s words pulled at her. But Yvonne knew all the devil’s tricks. If this little woman was trying to make a fool out of her, she was going to have to do better than that.
“Look around,” Valerie said. “Doesn’t it look like Delphie?”
Yvonne looked around the room. The little woman was right. The room did look like Delphie.
“I’m disoriented today,” Yvonne said.
“You only slept a couple hours and didn’t have your sleeping pill.”
“Who did you say you were?”
“I’m Valerie Lipson, Sam and Celia’s daughter,” she lifted the sleeping baby in her arms. “This is Jackie.”
Yvonne’s eyes blinked at Valerie for a moment.
“You look like Sam,” Yvonne said.
“Jake and I,” Valerie said. “Both. You’ll meet Jake’s daughter Katy today. She looks more like Mom.”
Yvonne nodded. Hearing a sound, she turned to look at the bathroom.
“Who’s in the bathroom?” Yvonne asked.
“Your husband.” Thinking she’d said exactly the right thing, Valerie smiled.
Yvonne began to weep into her hand.
“Oh crap,” Valerie said. “Rodney. Your husband, Rodney. He’s in the bathroom.”
“Rodney?” Yvonne asked. “Is it 2020? No wonder I’m so disoriented.”
“Go look,” Valerie said. “I’ll stay right here.”
“Go on,” Valerie’s words pushed Yvonne toward the bathroom. “Just peek in.”
Yvonne didn’t trust the little woman or her words. But she wanted to know who was in the bathroom. At the bathroom, Yvonne looked back at Valerie. She nodded and Yvonne opened the door. She glanced at Valerie then went into the room. Terrified she’d see Aaron Alvin, Yvonne bit her lip before pulling back the shower curtain.
Rodney stood under the stream of water.
“Yvie?” he asked.
Drawn like a magnet, Yvonne stepped into the shower to hold him. Valerie smiled and pulled the door closed. She met Delphie at the stairwell.
“Did you do it?” Delphie asked.
Nodding, Valerie smiled.
“Thank God,” Delphie said. “Let’s get breakfast ready.”
Valerie moved down the stairwell.
“Before you ask,” Delphie said. “I’d do it for you.”
Seeing Mike standing in the middle of the kitchen, Valerie said, “You already have.”
Denver Cereal continues on Monday…