24

For the second time in as many days Natalia asked herself “What the hell am I doing here?”

It wasn’t too late to run away this time. Nobody knew she was driving a blue Focus and if she could make it to her car before anyone answered the door she could spare herself from making a dreadful mistake.

She turned around, all set to do an all out sprint to the car when she heard the lock turn.

“Damnit,” she cursed and spun around just as the door swung open to reveal a beautiful middle aged woman with warm eyes the same ethereal blue as Brad’s.

She cracked her lips into a tentative smile. “H—hi. Um, my name

is—”

“Oh my. Oh my. Please come in. Oh my. This is quite a surprise,” the woman babbled as she seized Natalia’s arm and practically dragged

her inside. The woman fanned herself as if she was having a hot flash. “I cannot believe the Natalia Cruz is in my home. Martha is