“Mira, c'mon open the door.” Lisa called out, knocking repeatedly  on the door but Mira never answered.

 

She slipped her phone out of her pocket  and called Mira’s  number but sadly Mira cut the call.

 

“Patience. Patience.” Lisa whispered  to herself  and shoved at her hair. Then another knock.

Getting no one response again, Lisa turned around with a sigh. Seriously, Mira’s  avoiding her like a leper  now?

 

Lisa gazed into the street at the neighbors houses. She saw some of them walking their dogs and one old woman mowing her lawns. She doesn’t  know what pushed  her but Lisa moved close to the woman.

 

“Hi.” She waved.

The old...