Jo had to be truly okay with it, too. It wasn’t enough for her to sayshe was okay, then drop insults every time she got the chance.
Daisy’s phone buzzed as she agonized about Jo.
Willow from the volleyball team. Hey! Wish I could, but remember how we got invited to the Gulf Coast with Sandra’s parents? Hope you and Jo are having a great time! We’ll play a set for you!Willow ended the message with a bunch of cheerful emojis, but that didn’t ease the stab of pain Daisy felt from reading it.
She’d been invited on that trip, she remembered now. At the time, she hadn’t even considered going. She’d been sure she and Jo would spend every day of Spring Break at the beach together, sunning and swimming and talking about every single thought that crossed their minds.
The only person she’d gone to the beach with lately was Riva. On impulse, Daisy texted Riva to see if she wanted to take a drive. They had plenty to talk about anyway. The time in the car would be good for them.