Chapter 16

Hector found that it was rewarding to spend all day immersed in work, refusing to think about the littlest things that bugged a person or give in to one's feeling of anger or pain. He sat there before his drawing board, Ignoring his buzzing phone. He'd since stopped checking who it was that called when he realized it was Nora calling over and over. She even sent a few texts messages which he also refused to open. His doorbell rang. He jumped. Suddenly conscious of himself. He hoped, as he walked to the door that it wasn't Nora. He was not sure what he'd do if it turned out to be her. He didn't know if he would slam the door in her face or usher her in, in his cheerful manner. He opened the door a crack, still indecisive of what he should do and met a smiling face at his doorstep. "Hello, Hector" Westmoreland greeted in his usual cheer and Hector's face which had previously been knotted in a frown that made his forehead wrinkle with lines came loose. He smiled, only from his lips. "W