bathroom? I'm dying." "Yeah, you know where it is." The house was empty other than a gray cat staring around the corner. He was sitting right in front of the fan on the kitchen table. Family photos lined the wall along the staircase. Bright sunlight shone in through the curtains on the second floor. Keisha's mother was not really a decorator, but she made sure the place felt like a home.
"Okay, I'm good now." Tracy fell into the sofa across from Keisha. "I can't believe how hot it is." Keisha looked weary. She was positioned on the couch right in front of the air conditioner. The machine wasn't doing much to cool the open space, but it was better than being outside. Tracy began to think she might have missed Terry while she was rummaging through her closet. "Yeah. It's crazy. You sure Terry didn't get here yet?" "I haven't seen him." "Thank god. I was rushing, but I figured he would be late." "My sister been out there so I'm sure she would've told me if he came by." "Okay." Tracy felt uneasy. She couldn't stand to wait on anybody. It was making her anxious to sit there. He might not remember which house it was if he did not see her and he didn't have Keisha's phone number. "Maybe we should go outside. He might be scared to stop because he doesn't see me out there," Tracy said. "Really? Fine, whatever. Let me take the phone in case my mother calls." Tracy went out on the porch and sat on the lawn chair. It was a little cooler in the shade and a nice breeze had started moving through. The temperature was noticeably warmer than the house though. "It won't take long. I swear." Keisha's didn't look convinced. She flopped down on another lawn chair and watched her sister peddle past. "I'm so tired. I've been sleeping all day until you called," Keisha said. "Yeah, I didn't get up that long ago. I woke up when he called me." "No, I've been sleeping nonstop all week. I'm not really feeling like myself. . . .you know?" Tracy looked at her friend's face, but she couldn't take her mind off of Terry. Where was he and why was he taking so long? Was he even coming? If he did want to cancel he definitely couldn't call her and let her know. "Okay. . . .you're probably just lazy from all the heat. You haven't been going anywhere besides Brandon's house and he doesn't exactly live far." Tracy motioned toward the house next door but Keisha was silent. Her face was serious and she did look exhausted, but there was something else in her eyes. It was a look Tracy didn't see often on her friend's face. She looked worried. "What's wrong?" The silver Lexus pulled into the driveway interrupting their conversation. Tracy looked back at her friend. Keisha's lips were pursed together. Something was wrong. Keisha was looking down at her fingertips. "Nothing." "You sure?" "Positive." Keisha peered into the car and watched as Terry backed out and parked on the other side of the street. Tracy couldn't keep her eyes off of her friend. Something had happened and Tracy wanted to know what she had missed. She couldn't press the issue now though. "We can talk about later?" "Okay." "Hey!" Terry jumped onto the porch to hug Tracy. "Hi." Tracy was still very shy around Terry. It was hard to get comfortable considering she did not know exactly what she meant to him. They kept the conversation light most of the time. He didn't know much about her past or her family and he didn't seem to care. Tracy had lowered her standards a bit to date a guy like him. Terry seemed like the type to get into trouble. He was always hanging around weird guys that didn't work but always had wads of cash. His work hours were strange and she couldn't remember him ever saying where he worked or what he did. The important thing was that he always showed up when she asked to see him and he always had money to do whatever she wanted. Terry didn't do anything to push her out of her comfort zone and she continued to play it by ear. "I got you