Re: Obed/Isobel - poolside - 7:55 p.m.
Unfortunately her avoidance did not extend to Obed. Though he did not want to cause her pain, he could no more keep from showing his own in small, subtle ways. His hand between them toyed with the packet of cigarettes, the wrapper crinkling as he turned it around and around on the concrete.
"He misses you," he answered. "He goes around the apartment at night, looking for you." A twist of a smile played over his lips, gone in an instant. "Do you... want me to find someone to handle the calls? At least until you're ready to deal with them. It would be better not to put off the insurance work too long."