Nobody was chasing us, but we ran anyway. We stopped for breath near the park corner. Jessi slumped onto the steps of something pillared, porticoed and flag-flying, and I discovered I’d left the apartment without a coat or my wallet or either of my phones. Thank God the place was above mere human keys; otherwise I might have been homeless. Which would have been infinitely preferable to turning up at Matthew's office again in order to tell him I’d locked myself out of the apartment after running away with his sister.
“Well…thanks or whatever.” Jessi hugged her knees to her chest, walling herself off with her own body. “But you don’t have to stay.”
“What, and go back to a pissed off Matthew? I don’t think so.”
After a moment, I sat next to her and she rested her cheek on her folded forear
