My jaw is slack. I gather my wits and remind myself that she is sixteen. I turn my head away. I hear the shower run. I quickly change into business attire. I go to the living room and turn the news on."Uncle Gary," Dolefully Lily chimes.I turn from the news and see that she is wearing a silk kimono and black flats.She continues, "Uncle Gary, can we go to my house please?"I turn the news off and we head out. The drive to my brother's house is not really that far, however, it is like entering a different world. I usually get stopped by security at the gated community. Today is an exception. Without pause, we are waved through. I see the guard saluting as we pass. I drive up to the towering gate that leads to my brothers' estate.Lily waves her card in front of the card reader and the gates swing open. I drive the large round-a-bout up to the house. I see a nicely dressed man standing at the foot of the stairs that lead to the front door. I know this is not the doorman.We get out of my. “Call me if you want to have a shoot. Bring someone with you, if you don’t trust me.” She watched him, searching for his angle, for the cracks in his veneer, but there were none—as best she could work out, Harold had no ulterior motive. He stood to leave, giving the silent Belle a sad parting smile. “It really was a pleasure to meet you. Sorry if I freaked you out. I hope you’re okay.” “Thank you, Harold,” she whispered as he exited the café, not loud enough to be heard. She picked up the card, and stared at it in semi-disbelief. Clutching it tightly in the palm of her hand, she grabbed her bag and rushed from the restaurant, faintly smiling as she wandered around, regretting having never asked for directions home. * Belle stepped onto another unknown platform, quiet in the early afternoon, and took a deep breath as she turned to see the train speed away through the dark tunnel. Her nerves were born more of excitement now than dread or anxiety. Her battered phone told her she had.
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