Lou came out of his office to get onto the elevator to head up to the third floor. It had been an easy day so far and he wasn’t expecting anything taxing to happen the rest of the day.
When he got off at the third floor, he almost bumped into an elderly lady as she suddenly burst out of the first apartment on his right.
“Excuse me, Mrs. Palumbo,” he said, politely, quickly moving to his left to avoid the collision.
“Oh, Louis! You half scared me to death! Mercy me!” She put a hand to her heart.
“You alright?” he smiled.
“I’m okay,” she said, “Louis, since you’re here, can you look at the light in my bathroom?”
“What’s wrong with it?”
After he’d checked the switch on her bathroom light, he decided it needed replacing.
“I’ll come back and replace it for you the morning,” he promised her, “I have to pick up a new switch.”
“Thank you, Louis, have a cookie,” she held out a platter of cookies.
When he left her apartment, he continued on to the Crowley’s apartment. He rang the bell, and a moment later Chloe answered.
“Oh, Lou, hello, come in,” she smiled.
“Mrs. C,” he nodded, stepping inside, “Your husband asked me about an extra lock for the front door.”
“Yes,” she said, “You know my father has Alzheimer’s, and we were wondering if there was a way to secure the door better without violating the fire code.”
“Let’s take a look,” he said, turning to study the current lock arrangement.
After discussing a few options, they decided that a lock placed high on the door might be helpful.
“I’ll pick one up for you in the morning,” he promised, “I have to go get a light switch for Mrs. Palumbo. That shouldn’t take me very long to install. Will you be here tomorrow around lunchtime? I could stop by and put the lock in then.”
“Oh, yes,” she said.
They both turned as Chloe’s Dad came out of the living room.
“Mr. Webb,” Lou nodded, but Barney didn’t respond. He turned down the hallway and stopped outside the closed door that had a handwritten sign attached to it that read “BATHROOM”. He opened the door to go in.
“Labeling the doors helps him to remember which room is which,” Chloe told Lou, “It helps to alleviate his anxiety.”
“Great idea,” Lou said, “Can I do anything else for you today?”
“No, that should be enough for today,” Chloe said, “I worry so about him wandering off. If he can’t easily get out on his own, I’ll feel a bit better.”
“I understand,” Lou said, “You’re a good daughter, Mrs. C. I will see you tomorrow then.”
He left their apartment and took the elevator back down to his office. He had a few things he needed to take care of before he closed up shop for the day. After he got off of work, he thought he’d run across the street to the bar and grill and pick up a sandwich. Maybe he’d call Shirley to see if she wanted to join him.
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