Gabe
I felt anxiety creeping up my spine as I approached the front door. It still get weird to knock, but I did anyway. The door was promptly pulled open by Mrs. McBride. “Ah! Gabe! Hello, come in!” She opened the door wide in welcome. “We weren’t expecting you!”
“Yeah, I wasn’t planning to come, but… something’s come up. Is Rafe around?”
“He’s in the office.”
“I’ll just go see if he has a minute.” I left the housekeeper in the foyer, crossed the sitting room and went down the back hall. The office door was open, and I heard voices. At the far end of the hall the door to the enclosed back porch was also open, and I could hear the whir of a sewing machine.
I knocked lightly on the door frame. Raphael and his assistant, Noelle, looked up simultaneously. Gabe was holding a sheaf of paper
