The glass of water she’d poured her mother in the kitchen. After watching her drink some, she later noted a full glass when removing it from the table. Her tears on the porch when Robert drove off after his visit. They weren’t for that arsehole. She’d wept for her children, who were leaving to go home. The numbers she’d assumed Emily had painted on the porch floor were undoubtedly put there by her own hand. But why 0642?

