It wasn't Jilly who came to the door, but Geordie, with a look of concern that made her pause. His question didn't help, and Amelia frowned as she moved into the apartment, shaking her head. "There was a mistake once, but not usually. Why?"

She looked past Geordie as she asked, seeing Jilly standing at her easel. While she assumed Geordie's question had something to do with the woman, there was nothing at all unusual about Jilly painting.

"You're late for practice."