Gary came out onto the porch.

He had his hands in his pockets, and he patted his back pocket once, out of habit, then stopped himself.

“You’re staying in Oakhaven, then?” he asked.

“Margaret’s suite is ten minutes from here.” I slammed the car door.

“The condo has two bedrooms and a balcony.

The balcony faces west.”

He nodded as if that were a normal thing to say.

“I’ll be all right here.”