As soon as she opened the door, she found Zainab standing in the front hall, zipping up a bag. She had her jacket and shoes on. "Hey," Jessie said, closing the door. "Where’s Miranda?" "I think she’s having dinner with Alex." "One day I’ll understand her taste in men." "Just accept that it’s not for us to understand and then you’ll feel better." Jessie smiled. "Yeah, I guess." She gestured to the bags. "What’s going on?" Zainab smiled, then shrugged. "I thought I’d just bring a couple of things to Emily’s place. She can use the adult company." Jessie looked at the floor. There were three other bags next to Zainab. "Yeah," she said slowly. "And of course doing it at night would be better than, say, on your way to work or after work. Oh, wait, right, this would be a perfect time if you were planning on staying there tonight." Zainab walked past Jessie to get her keys and squeezed her arms. "Emily gets lonely sometimes." "I think I know how that feels," Jessie said quietly.
