“Roger!” Rita’s thick and muffled voice tried to invade his peaceful world. The staircase vibrated as she marched up. The door flung open, her frame filling the doorway. With one hand on her hip and the other pointing at him, she narrowed her eyes.
“Why didn’t you come down when I called you?”
“I didn’t hear you.”
Rita puffed out her cheeks, then let the pocket of air escape.
“Where’s my purse?”
Roger’s eyes widened with surprise. “You mean you’ve been calling me for the last twenty minutes so you could ask me about that?”
“So you did hear me!”
“Why didn’t you come down when I called you?”
“I didn’t hear you.”
Rita puffed out her cheeks, then let the pocket of air escape.
“Where’s my purse?”
Roger’s eyes widened with surprise. “You mean you’ve been calling me for the last twenty minutes so you could ask me about that?”
“So you did hear me!”
