“In my medicine cabinet.”
“Give me.”
“Harlow, I’m just being lazy. I’ll–”
“Now, Lou.”
“Will you stop calling me–”
“No. When you’re being an ass, you’re Lou from now on. Glasses, please.”
“I can’t see without them.”
“Good. Sit there with your eyes closed and think about what you’ve done.”
Larissa gave her the glasses and said, “You’re annoying.”
“Nope. That’s you. Give me five minutes, and we’ll go. Don’t move, or you’ll break something.”
“Fine.”
Harlow went into Larissa’s bathroom first thing, found the eyeglass repair kit, and quickly tightened the screws on the glasses so that they wouldn’t fall off Larissa’s nose as much. After that, she headed into her own room, where she saw her clothes piled up and neatly folded on her bed. She’d always hated doing laundry. Cooking was fun for her. Dishes were fine. Laundry, though, wasn’t a good time. Alicia hadn’t ever done her laundry, now that Harlow thought about it. She’d always washed her own clothes, folded them, and put them away, leaving Harlow’s for her to deal with. Sure, sometimes her underwear had ended up in Alicia’s load by accident, but Alicia hadn’t ever intentionally done her laundry; at least, not that Harlow remembered, which, she supposed, was weird, considering they’d been together for two years and had lived together for some of that time.
“Okay. Here you go,” she said and held out the glasses for Larissa to take. “And please go see the eye doctor to get new glasses. Those things are so old, Lou.”
“The frames are,” Larissa told her as she put them back on. “The lenses aren’t. And the lenses are what I see out of, so they’re fine. I like these frames. Do you not like them?”
“I like them just fine, but they’re loose all the time.”
“Not anymore. You just tightened them. Thank you.” Larissa smiled then and stood. “Also, I did something nice for you.”
“Besides my laundry?”
“Yes. I’mnotcooking dinner tonight.”
Harlow laughed and said, “Oh, thanks. Does that meanIam?”
“Nope. I ordered us food in advance, and it should be here about the time we get home, so we can eat right away.”
“You did?”
“Chinese,” Larissa revealed. “I got extra egg rolls.”
“With the–”
“Yes. I just reordered what we got last time, so we’re all good.”
“Oh. Now I want it already, but we still have to do this interview thing.”
“Have to?” Larissa asked as she grabbed her bag. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”
“I know. I didn’t mean it that way. Just that now it’s on my mind, and I’m hungry.”
Larissa nodded toward the front door and said, “I can drive if you want to do some work on the way.”
“No, I’m good. Driving will distract me from wanting dinner now anyway.”
“Okay.” Larissa laughed. “Let’s go.”
