Fifty-Two

ZORA'S POV

Elliot stared right back at me, saying nothing. His expression was unreadable. I could not tell if he was angry or pleased. I wondered briefly what had brought him here after telling me in clear terms that we should stay away from each other. Had Sharon told him of her visit to my office? Or had he already gotten wind of my just concluded interview?

"Uhmm, hi," I said, fingering the door knob nervously.

It did not occur to me to invite him into the house.

"Hi," he replied.

I licked my suddenly dry lips, not sure of what to say next.

"Mum!" Freya yelled from somewhere in the house. "Is it the pizza Kathy promised us? Is it the delivery man?"

I cleared my throat and was about to answer when the air was rent by cries of 'Pizza! Pizza!'

It was Finn, chanting the words over and over again. His voice grew louder and I heard the patter of little feet as Finn and Freya ran to the door.

I wanted to tell them to go back as I was not sure how I would react to whatever Elliot had