Chapter 15

It doesn’t help that I strongly suspected it would never happen, it still stings.

But I need her on my side, and the call this morning is her way of mending fences. It’s the way she works; she always tries to make up for it after the fact when she knows she’s done something. I just wish that, for once, she’d think first and act later.

I close my eyes and suppress a huff. “Then yes, we’re okay.”

Her sigh of relief is earsplitting. “Good. I love you, you know that. Just give us some time to get used to you and him dating and everything’ll be fine. Gotta go. Wear the lavender sweater.” She hangs up without saying goodbye and I chuckle at whirlwind Emily. No wonder her daughter is a hurricane.

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