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It was Friday afternoon, the day that Elisa had anticipated. Elisa had left the office early to pack. Guy would be there in two hours to pick her up. She was going through her things packing. She figured she needed this time away. It would do her some good and she had never been to the Greek Isles. Hell, she had hardly ever given herself a vacation.

She had given Cora and Emilio the weekend off. She would not be here to eat and Emilio had wanted to go and spend time with his family for the weekend. Cora lived with her sister. She put on a pair of brown dress slacks, a cream colored silk blouse, and her jewelry to match that Guy had of course gotten her, a cream colored silk scarf to match the blouse, and her Prada shoes to match, and a handbag to match.

She was finishing packing when the doorbell rang. She looked at her watch, he is early she thought. She went downstairs to answer it; she opened the door and stood there in total shock. It wasn’t who she was expecting. Standing in her doorway was the man from the sidewalk. “What in the hell are you doing here and how did you get my address?” Elisa said angrily.

“Well ma’am, umm you had lost this and I was just returning it.” Kyle pulled out her pocketbook. She realized that her ID was in it and that was how he knew where she lived. She snatched it from his hands. She had not even realized that she had lost it. She had become so inundated with trying to get things together for this trip and making sure that everything was in order before she left the office. She started to look through it. “It is all there ma’am,” Kyle said unaffected by it.

“I just want to make sure, I never know with you people. Your kind may try and do nice things while at the same time steal from us hard working people of society.” Kyle just remained silent. She looked through it and everything was there. “You’re lucky; I would have had to call the law on you.” Elisa seethed.

“How did you get here anyway?” she asked him.

“I took a taxi here ma’am.”

“I am surprised that you could afford one.” She saw the taxi waiting outside her townhouse.

“This sure is a nice neighborhood.” Kyle remarked.

“And it certainly has no room for the likes of you,” Elisa spat. “Here,” Elisa threw some money at him to pay for the taxi fare back to wherever it is he came from. “I do not want to see you here again. Now that you know where I live, I do not want you to be stalking me. You will take this money, pay for your fare, and never return here.

If you do, I will have you arrested.” She slammed the door in his face.

Kyle just stood there looking down at the money and uttered under his breath, “you can be sure I will not be back here you ungrateful excuse for a human being who doesn’t deserve what she has.”

Kyle left the money there where Elisa had thrown it and walked back to the taxi. He looked back and saw her. I guess she wanted to make sure he left. He got into the taxi and headed back to what he called his home.

Elisa watched the taxi leave. When it was out of sight, she opened the door and saw the money that she had thrown at him earlier. She picked it up and held it in her hand staring at it. She shrugged her shoulders and shut the door. That was twice now he had refused her money when she offered it to him. For a homeless man, a man that was down on his luck, she could not understand it. Oh well, she thought. I am not going to stand here and ponder on it. I have a wonderful weekend planned. She went back upstairs to grab her things. She just hoped that he would not be back.