Deborah looked confused and said, “Patrick what is happening?”
I opened the door slowly from inside and stood there calmly.
Behind me the entire foyer stood completely empty without furniture or decoration, and on the wall beside the entrance I had taped a single envelope with Patrick’s name written across it in thick black marker.
All four of them stared in shock as Patrick’s face lost its color.
“What is this supposed to mean?” he demanded. “Why is the house empty?”
I kept my voice steady while answering, “If anyone plans to step inside they should remove their shoes first.”
Deborah glanced past me and said with suspicion, “Where are the furnishings Patrick said you already bought?”
Melissa leaned sideways trying to see deeper into the house before muttering, “Is this some strange joke?”
Patrick’s patience vanished as he said loudly, “Natalie stop these games and let us inside.”
Instead of moving I pointed toward the envelope and said, “Read it.”
He tore it off the wall and ripped it open impatiently.
