Picking Up Katie
/…much?” Angie asked her reflection in the rearview.
She wiped the black mascara smudges from her cheeks, then grabbed a hair-tie and smoothed her tangled locks into a ponytail. She opened her car door, stroking her oversized shirt. Crumbs rained onto the concrete.
At the daycare entrance, she tapped the code to enter, but the door remained locked. She tapped it again. Nothing.
The girl at the desk walked to the door and opened it.
“Thanks.” Angie stepped into the lobby. “You guys change your code?”
The girl shrugged. “I’m new. It’s 2231.”
“They must’ve changed it.” Angie leaned against…
By L.L. Asher