“Do you want to tell me about them?”
“It’s been bad ever since—ever since Mimi left. All of a sudden, Krishna’s Link’s best friend. He follows him around.”
Alan nodded. “Krishna beat Mimi up,” he said.
“I know it,” she said. “I heard it. I didn’t do anything, goddamn me, but I heard it happen.”
“Eat,” he said. “Here.” He reached for a clean napkin from the next table and handed it to her. She dried her eyes and wiped her nose and ate a spoonful of yogurt. “Drink,” he said, and handed her the coffee. She drank.
“They brought those girls home last night. Little girls. Teenyboppers. Disappeared into their bedrooms. The noises they made.”
“Drink,” Alan said, and then handed her the napkin again.
“Drunk. They got them drunk and brought them home.”
“You should get out of there,” Andrew said, surprising himself. “Get out. Today, even. Go stay with your mom and find a new apartment next month.”
She set her cup down carefully. “No,” she said.