SIXTY-FOUR

ELLEN

I was off work that morning and I have never been grateful for it because I will have to stay at home and recover from the blow Oliver gave me yesterday when he showed up unannounced. I called up the nanny agency, I needed to get a nanny for Sophie. For all I know, Oliver might be watching me. Nanny arrived and I have her her job description. I will never be with Sophie in public, not until I was sure Oliver was out of town.

I lazed about at home throughout the day, watched a K-drama and ate popcorn. My phone rang in the evening waking me up from sleep. I looked at it and saw it was Akira. A pit grew in my stomach. I knew it has something to do with Oliver, but I just hoped it was not.

“Hello, Akira,” I said.

“Valerie, he came again and offered me some cash to give him your name and address. Listen, no matter how drop dead gorgeous that Italian man looks, you should report him to the police?” Akira spoke Japanese.

I did not quite understand all she said